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Why do you forget that you are not separate from creation,
That you were taken from dust
And it’s to the dust that you shall return.

Why do you delude yourself into thinking that triviality matters,
When Life itself is so much bigger than that.

Why do you not remember where you came from
And to where you are going.
Is there anything more important?

Why are you so short sighted, when the horizon extends into eternity
And you are merely a ship at sea.

Why do you let fear take you off-course, when you clearly know your destination.

Why do you not Love with the entirety of your being
When you know deep inside, that Love is the only thing that can guide you home.

Don’t waste your days distracted by your own drama,
When the only drama that matters is the one playing out all around you
A perfect symphony only found in this creation
A creation that you are an all important part, 
And that is also a part of you.

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