How will you be recorded in the annals of your soul
Memories that warm your heart leaving you feeling whole
What is your legitimacy what do you will for others
How do you serve and nourish your sisters and brothers
Who are your real heroes how have they served their ends
What was the pulse they captured and who were their friends
Where is the light that draws you and what is its source
What makes you feel tender leaving you without remorse
Who is the you in there buried in your mist
Who arises in crisis without much of a twist
Time is running late time to choose is near
Voice your vote for life continue in your fear
Leaders jump onto the stage with their end in mind
They have goals and visions some want us to stay blind
The games of politicians often are unseen
Real stuff’s in the backroom under radar’s screen
You get to choose your fate now is it life or death
Of your many voices which brings you true wealth
Wealth that’s of the spirit wealth that’s peace of mind
Wealth that’s noble courage from strength you did find
What would the people closest to you say is your highest and best work:
The thing you give and provide without thinking because it is so integral to who you are as a human being?
Does your current work in the world require much of your best work?
Imagine if you designed your career around doing your best work most of the time?
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