day to reclaim

to those who took my vivacity, I tell you now
I am taking it back, I am reclaiming it
I give you back the brooding, resentful sadness you left behind
I take my happiness back and I give you the darkness you left behind
I take my joy back and graciously give you back the melancholy that is yours
I rejoin the light and blissful spirits that have been my companions
and to you I return the parasitic spirits you sent my way
those that drain the vital force and love from body and spirit
I take back my spontaneity and give you back your measured posturing
this day I reclaim my gifts of love joy and gratitude
and I reclaim the light that is mine ...
I rejoin body and spirit in all my expressions
and as it is written, "Let the dead bury their dead."

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