Inspired by Psalms 13 and 108
Root me here and now in love.
My heart is ripe, the soil is fertile.
Awake my soul and let me sing to you
The love song that rises in my throat.
O my children, would you forget me forever?
Release me from my tormented sorrow.
Placing your small hands in mine
And hold on tight, hands and hearts one.
O love of my life, with tearful, downcast eyes,
Hide not your lovely face from me,
But let me embrace you once again.
With soul’s kiss, let broken hearts assemble.
AA Step 8—We made a list of all persons we had harmed and became willing to make amends to them all.
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