On Feeling unimportant, angel of future

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When the world is filled with no color
and the angels seem to be gone
when all hope rests on a feather
and there is only soup for breakfast.
Take courage you are alive
your breath has not abandoned you
your feet will walk of their own will
your destiny calls you on
urgently
implorably
excitingly

your destiny calls you on
urgently
implorably
excitingly
to navigate the threshholdand cross the Great Divide
to the Mastery of Love
where neglect has no sway
and where sadness is unknown
any day now.

Living and Working
in the Spirit of
Things-to- Come.