Let me begin by saying
That I believe myself to be
The lucky one
In knowing you…
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Often we try to measure our worth
By deeds done
Or moneys shared
We look back over our life
To measure out
Our goodness
By the opinions of those individuals
We have come across
What’s missing in this approach
Is a voice of reason
An unbiased evaluator
For who but your own dear self
Knows all that you have consciously done?
What of those you have never met
Those who found themselves in your presence
On one occasion or another
Without your knowing?
What of the energy you shared
In a room full of strangers
Where there were those who noticed you
Without your attention?
Do they count?
For how much?
How much is your daydream worth
In energy
To those who witness your presence
Because of the time
You stepped out of yourself
To have an exchange
In another realm?
Does that count?
Who decides which moments are worthy of note?
Are we really so shallow
That we would seek to gain points
As a means to enter heaven?
Is our God one who would ban a child of any age
From the gates of the holy world
As a result of
Not enough points?
I would like to hold a clothe
That could wipe away such arrogance
And replace such self indulgence
With a sense of peace
Such that the energy wasted
In this pathetic and
Senseless ego based nonsense
Could be redirected
In an endeavour to create
A sense of peace within
For wouldn’t a journey in peace
Be worth ten thousand meaningless gestures
Aimed at self-gain?
Let this be your truth
Let these endless worries about how ‘good’ you are
Wash away
In a stream of heavenly love and light
So that you have all the more time to think of others
Love yourself enough to know
The heaven you seek
Is who you chose to be
In your heart of hearts
For all those you love
And all those in the presence of love
Without end
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