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MASTERING MATTER

I will not work myself
Into an early grave
Building and tearing down
All I gave

I will not give my name
To objects of success
Allowing judgement 
To determine if I did my best

I will not yield resources
To the hope of Ba'al
Stressing myself to sickness
Trying not fail

I will not bow to a god
Who brings Justice if I serve
Where the ONE at top
Shoots goodness on a curve

Nope, He is eternal
No matter survives His presence
I will live in the "IS"
Opening to creation the beauty of His essence

Written by Trudy Schrader on 02-29-2024

Copyright © | Year Posted 2024




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