honor your way
and do all that you must,

but don’t forget,
your channels to hold open,
to get all they were meant to get. . .

so that you
may well chance to
the wisdom of some other ways,
so you’ve the opportunity
to tweak just how you live. . .

for it may be
that all your age-old, practiced ways
you lean on so,
and trust

are not quite yet your best–

and that other people
writhe or languish while they yearn
for the changes you–
and only you–

can help them to,

speaking your own language
on your loving divine path
as you link to
a waiting slew,

and see you’re fit,
once you arrive,
your highest gifts
to them to give.

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