Your Greatest Work
The greatest work that comes to mind,
Is not what you can do for human kind,
It is to travel deep inside to find,,
The treasure buried there.
To peel away the layers of the soul,
To lay bare the areas that are dead and cold,
To strip away our fears and become bold,
Following our hearts anywhere.
Only the strongest dare to view,
The internal wonders designed for you,
Seeking answers and looking for clues,
That will tell us why we are here.
By Grace, may our aim be true,
May we follow our heart in all we do,
Remembering the path not taken must be used,
To create a life worthy to be shared.
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