My life is a missed opportunity to pursue a Divine global unity,
In the morning I struggle to grow, in the eve’ disconnected from Flow.
Proclaim I, “I don’t know what to do, to fix all that’s has gone so askew.”
Bury face in my hands, cry “boo hoo. Do I really deserve toxic stew?”.
But now listen, my poor lonely child. Listen closely as I broadly smile.
What they’ve said it’s not true, it’s not true. There’s no reason for you to be blue.
So stand up child, stand up, it is time. That you heeded the one brings this rhyme.
For his reason is spiritual coup, to remind you of something you knew.
Take a breath, now sigh deep relief. There is really no reason for grief.
Spread your arms, jump about and rejoice, for it’s time that you made the right choice.
So dear one let me close up this chime, by inviting a new paradigm.
By reminding of something you knew, God inside awaits global debut.