To My Good Health

well woman
My good wishes
for this being
I experience:

May I fulfil
my destiny
and die a well woman,

like my Beloved
who knew such fullness
of being alive
that he simply grew out
of himself, radiantly
shed his small mortality,
let the bright shell
around his being die back
into Earth so he, unimpeded,
could go on growing on
and on and on, and
let the growing on of God
inhabit that being
that once was alone
in its flesh and
now is all One.

Alla Renee Bozarth
The Book of Bliss