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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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