anemone

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And so the goddess sprinkled a sweet liqueur

over her lover's blood, something magical known

only to her, something sacred and mysterious.

And then the miracle occurred; the blood of Attis

stirred like a fountain in a storm of rain,

and from the pool came forth a flower, crimson

and the young man's blood, as beautiful as he had

been,

and as briefly blossoming. The goddess named it

anemone, after the wind, for spring's winds come

and shake its petals off - too soon, too early,

too brief, like joy, like youth, like love.

~Ovid Metamorphoses

Spiritual freedom is my birthright.

I am a free thinker. I am able to rise above mental

prejudices and stereotypes of others.

I am a free thinker. Nobody and nothing can manipulate

me or deceive me.

I am a free thinker. I freely choose truth and love.

Today, I embrace a greater degree of spiritual

freedom.

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