Vision #Poem

The vision for my life was chosen
Long before I was born,
Or, perhaps, not so long before,
But before nonetheless.

I think
I forgot that vision
When I arrived
And the outer world overwhelmed the inner…

But the vision was held for me
In the Mind of All,
And my eyes are open to it
Once again!

I see, I stand,
A wonderful, essential contribution
To the ever expanding
Brightening Universe!


Written in response to
#Threethingschallenge #407

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