Prayer for my ego

Prayer for my ego

In the gentle embrace of dawn's first light, I awaken with a fervent prayer etched upon my soul. Today, let my heart be a sanctuary of kindness, a wellspring of compassion that flows freely to all who cross my path. May my spirit stand unwavering, a bastion of courage in the face of adversity, a beacon of hope in the darkest of nights.

Let my mind be a tempest of ferocity, not for selfish gain, but for the relentless pursuit of love and understanding. With each breath, may I weave a tapestry of empathy and benevolence, casting aside the shadows of indifference and embracing the brilliance of connection.

In this fragile dance of existence, may my footsteps be guided by the rhythm of altruism, my words a symphony of solace and encouragement. For in the tapestry of humanity, every thread is intertwined, every heartbeat a note in the grand melody of life.

Today, I vow to be a warrior of love, a champion of empathy, and a guardian of kindness. For in the boundless expanse of the universe, it is our capacity to care for one another that truly defines us. And so, with each passing moment, I choose to be a vessel of light, illuminating the world with the brilliance of a heart that beats with love and concern for all, always humble.

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