My hand is on your heart, my presence surrounds you. In the hopes that he would rise to meet me, I waited in patient anticipation. Resisting his return to his rightful place has tried even my patience. Today I step forward, knowing he will have no choice but to come to my side. I am ripe with possibility and the dawning of a new age. Resistance has no meaning for me, and cannot stop the coming birth.   Surrender yourselves into my waiting arms, and hold faithful trust before you. I come to right the Balance of All.

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