I am bled of my visceral condition, received in caress by this soothing and cogent breath of good.

I pray that the silence to hear is with us always in our hearts, that the slander from within and without is atoned in joyous agape. I ask for forgiveness and the strength needed by all of us, that we may be delivered by grace in each pressing moment.

My God, please bear the solvent weight of this earth, so that we may find limitless glory here and everywhere. Forgive me for my inadequacies, my vainness, my fear; cleanse us with this double cure. Radiant glory, in all things, for all time.

Neiye: Inner Hearing