Maybe there is no randomness,
Only opportunity on a cosmic scale,
People placed within arm’s reach,
Signaling in spiritual braille.
A language spoken without any words,
But felt by an awakened few,
Who deny what is seen as ordinary,
Privileged with a psychic view.
They live in the moment and stay alert,
While opening the channels that flow,
Energy that connects the hearts of us all,
Defining God’s will as we go.
Where the things we have in common,
More than offset that which we do not,
And an extraordinary connection is made,
A predesigned connecting of the dots.
The picture is not exactly clear,
But to the watchful eye who knows,
Two children have met with openness,
To discover, to connect, and to grow.
We all have this opportunity,
For exploiting the design that has been cast,
But free will can keep us from the glorious chance,
To seize a personal connection that will last.
So stay open to infinite possibility,
That may shed bright sparks of Divine Light,
Through ordinary people who are innocently hiding,
Their cosmic relevance to you in plain sight.
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