May you be a swirling pop of passion dancing like a dervish in your kitchen
May you harmonize, even if a little off key, to the song of your soul
May you burst with effervescent joy as your greatest act of rebellion
May you lose yourself in the eyes of a stranger to commune with your creator
May you splatter color and beauty upon every sacred call of the ordinary
May you be still and know until every cell speaks divine revelation
May you make up new words as you language a life saturated in possibility
May you forgive yourself in advance for the messes you’ve yet to make
May you bump lovingly into all the other you’s with humble hilarity
May you be. May you do. May you breathe & begin again
May you, May I, May we
May it be so
