a good+day

In this crazy world far too often

We drift all thru our lives with wild imaginings of what we think life should be …selfishly…

Instead of what life could be connectively

By inner voices suspended within our minds

Speaking to us as we become more united

Our eyes see visions of injustices committed against our loving selves paying dues in tears suffered over the years, by denying truth

Where now we rise to meet our living dream

      As we awaken into another phase of life

Newly emerging from our cocoons

To a place where we gather anxiously awaiting

Beginnings of the new days rise

In service to one another

Bringing promises of hope

Dawning with new horizons

Together our converging minds

Making contributions that really do matter beyond mere points assigned

Exploring further into space and time

           Bringing from somewhere

On the outskirts of eternity

The first whispers of tomorrow

Our miracle of joyous understanding

Starting with a capacity for giving compassionate concern and forgiving

As someone has said,

“Every day spent above the ground”

…is a good day…

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