For Oprah
Someone recommended I send her a Message. So I did. Here it is:
My Love, how obedient you have been! So many times, I reached out to you, and told you to go a different way. Each time, you obeyed. And oh, how many lives you have changed!
I am so proud of you, beloved! I walk every day beside you. I stand before you, behind you, and beside you. And how I adore you!
You are like the small ivory figurine of childhood. So tiny, so pearlescent, so beautiful. Your heart is a song that echoes amongst the stars.
It is not logical that you should ask if I love you. Of course I love you. Of course I am proud of you, my dearest child. Your heart is beyond reproach.
Your sensitivity and beauty, which injured you so much as a child, have made you a woman of grace, beauty, and wonder. When I look at you, I see how you have come full circle into the seasons of your heart.
I see you truly. I see you as no one else can see you. And oh, my love, you are grand! You are magnificent!
May I simply tell you that I love you? May I wrap you in the warm embrace of angels' wings?
I have captured all of your tears, blessed one. The currency of the cosmos. Beautiful beyond compare.
And I sit with you before the fire, simply loving you, my dear and beautiful child, whom I love.
I am so proud of you, beautiful and dear heart. I am so very proud.
Your obedience and beauty have already changed the World. Do you see it? Can you feel it?
You are dearly loved.
My Love, how obedient you have been! So many times, I reached out to you, and told you to go a different way. Each time, you obeyed. And oh, how many lives you have changed!
I am so proud of you, beloved! I walk every day beside you. I stand before you, behind you, and beside you. And how I adore you!
You are like the small ivory figurine of childhood. So tiny, so pearlescent, so beautiful. Your heart is a song that echoes amongst the stars.
It is not logical that you should ask if I love you. Of course I love you. Of course I am proud of you, my dearest child. Your heart is beyond reproach.
Your sensitivity and beauty, which injured you so much as a child, have made you a woman of grace, beauty, and wonder. When I look at you, I see how you have come full circle into the seasons of your heart.
I see you truly. I see you as no one else can see you. And oh, my love, you are grand! You are magnificent!
May I simply tell you that I love you? May I wrap you in the warm embrace of angels' wings?
I have captured all of your tears, blessed one. The currency of the cosmos. Beautiful beyond compare.
And I sit with you before the fire, simply loving you, my dear and beautiful child, whom I love.
I am so proud of you, beautiful and dear heart. I am so very proud.
Your obedience and beauty have already changed the World. Do you see it? Can you feel it?
You are dearly loved.
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