I come now to serve a slave of her plan
I offer myself an empty soldier of her clan
What I do tomorrow is for her to say
Right now I’m empty so I sit and pray

When she tells me I’m ready I’ll do her bidding well
Achieving my assignment contributing to the swell
A joyous undertaking letting go of yesterday’s plan
The only trip worth taking letting go of all you can

Let joy fill up what’s empty let your heart out to play
Let frivolity engage you let music fill your day
Meditate get quiet let peace fill up your cup
Let go of surface chatter let laughter fill you up

No more “oh please help me” no more giving it away
Power you’ve not touched demands you have your say
Thank your inner wisdom for funding for this fight
Wheels turn if you’re teary to get through the night

In the end no matter we return from where we came
Back to angel status without guile or blame
Rest assured you are part of bigger things
Closed eyes big deep breath then flap golden wings

Do you sense you’re part of something that is
much bigger than you? That you are here in a particular
time for a specific purpose? Does this empower you and
provide a sense of mission? Do you make this known to
others? Why or why not?

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