The Nestling

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A nestling am I,
crying out to my
mother, mouth open,
ready to receive. My
cries fill the air,
“fill me, Mãe-mãe,”
leave no space for
pride, indifference,
egotistic desires.
Place in my eager
mouth the wisdom of
all time. Fill me to
over-flowing with the
light of Your perfect love.

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