Was the spirit in every heart
awakened to a need to give
a love supreme
that joy beyond
our comprehension
finding the reality
of inner peace
was more than just some fantasy
but in fact
...a living dream...
we've carried in our being
a gift since our creation
but as the winds and time unfurled
we lost sight of our goals
instead sought comfort and control
did foul things to one another
...some unspeakably evil...
There came a time
for a reminder
to those who'd kept the vigil
not ever to lose hope
a living sacrifice
we could use as a reference point,
despite our many minor differences
it was in the heart
of the spirit of Jesus
to save every solitary soul
who'd seek deliverance
from the oppression
d'jour(of the day)
and those who'd swore allegiance,
were entrusted with the spirit
in the spirit, might continue
to aid those more in need
to strive...
to find passion
in preparation
to receive the gift
of love
to contribute their best efforts
to add impetus
to each one
within their span of control.
Neither to badger or coerce,
but to carress
with an example of a sense of peace...
they'd pass on, in any way
they'd managed to grasp hold to
to pass on the spark of life
that we all need to grow
(just like the parable of the mustard seed)
and the miracle of a happiness
which transcends the physical boundries
or pass the things we imagine that
we most miss
...in our human frailties...
...to spread the word
of love of life
to another
soul.
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