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Saturday, November 12, 2016

A Line Messaging Poem

Foundations                                                                                               

We so want to believe,
to realize and achieve
that one goal, just the one thing
that allows our hearts to sing.
We’re only here for God.

The seeds we sow,
in the soil to grow,
the effect will shine
in the plant divine,
affirming our presence in the flow.

Principles, values, contemplation
visioning, meditation. affirmation.
A perfect way of being,
less education, more simply seeing.
We live in Grace, so blessed, so awed.

Practicing Affirmative Prayer,
with Spirit everywhere.
First we treat,
then we move our feet.
God is all there is, we know.

Only we ourselves can free us,
as nobody else can be us.
What we think, we’ll eventually see,
assume it is and it will be.
We send love into the world, to all.

Abundance is our inheritance,
prosperity a state of mind.
Giving is often based on happenstance,
while it’s effortless to just be kind.
Our gifts are pure, unflawed.

It can be sacred, what we do.
How much you give returns to you.
The heartfelt gifts we bring
allow our souls to sing.
We let our generosity stand tall.

The center is always clear,
our limits always never there.
We forgive ourselves for doubt,
knowing Spirit is within, without.
We are one with God.

We prepare not to die,
but rather more to live,
life and death in the same place lie,
what our mirror to us does give.
We let thoughts of death slip away.

We lovingly and faithfully praise,
creatively and honestly bless.
Pure goodness shines through all haze.
as we smile completely. No more, no less.
Our lives abound with joy, each delightful day.
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And Then Some

We’re only here for God,
affirming our presence in the flow.
We live in Grace, so blessed, so awed.
God is all there is, we know.
We send love into the world, to all.
Our gifts are pure, unflawed.
We let our  generosity stand tall.
We are one with God.
We let thoughts of death slip away.
Our lives abound with joy, each delightful day.




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