And that our message is always the same?
Then why do you come sit and wait
As if these poems they are your fate?
For yes, the message does not change.
It’s just the words we rearrange.
For so many have not yet this learned:
That love and joy they can be earned…
***Mary had a little lamb
Its fleece was white as snow.
And everywhere that Mary went
Her lamb was sure to go.
That lamb’s your spirit, don’t you see?
Pure love, pure light, completely free.
And you it does follow wherever you go.
Through every cell of your Self it does flow.
So recognize you have this source
That through your cells and limbs does course.
Soft and gentle like that lamb.
That is your spirit – the great I AM.