Poem, Spring

I am just enjoying the warming of the day, this time of year, and am thankful that it's spring again.  From a mystic in her own right, here's a poem with love and truth from author Meggan Watterson:
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I am so surrendered, so entirely claimed,
my soul is crowned with sovereignty.
I am so vulnerable, I am inviolable.
I am so humbled, I am exalted. 
I am so weak, I am strength. 
I am so still, and silent, I hear everything.
I am so much alone, and on my own,
the whole world comforts me.
I am so empty, and vessel-like, 
the universe fits inside me.
I am so infinitesimally small,
there's nothing my heart cannot hold. 
I am so fragile, and delicate, 
there's nothing left of me to break.
I am so much the love that you are, 
beloved, that there's no place
this love cannot reach. 
(Sutra 36, The Sutras of Unspeakable Joy)