Away On a Mission
AWAY ON A MISSION, NO COMFORTS OR TREATS.
THE PLANE WAS MY HOME AND HAVEN OF REST.
NO STORM OR TURBULENCE THROUGHOUT MY FLIGHT,
BUT SUCH STILLNESS AND CALM.
A PEACE AND POISE SWEPT OVER ME.
MY SLEEP WAS PEACEFUL; WE ZIPPED THROUGH THE AIR.
THE PLANE TOUCHED DOWN, AND THE LANDING WAS GREAT.
I AWAKED FROM SLEEP; RESTED, AND FREE.
SO GREATLY BLESSED, I'M READY TO WORK.
I'M FEELING FULFILLED, GRATEFUL, AND LOVED.
THE WORLD IS WAITING FOR OUR LOVE TO GIVE.
LET US GIVE OF OURSELVES TIL THE DAY IS DONE.
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