Be my best.
I may not always be my best,
Walking the talk,
The ultimate test,
To speak my truth with gentle tones when talking on the telephone.
My heart,
It sings to see your joy,
Just like a child with a new toy,
Your radiant beams of happiness.
What you deserve is nothing less.
And all this life can offer to the hero that I see in you,
In service to all mankind,
Yet never giving yourself the time to celebrate your community and reap the fruits of opportunity when being in your own love field,
To feel the love,
Nurture and heal.
In giving,
We receive in turn.
In guiding,
We ourselves do learn.
The two connected to infinity,
One cannot with the other be.
My love within brings me such fear,
Like I will lose all I hold dear.
Yet I know I can never lose that which I with love infuse.
Confusion,
It takes over me,
Disturbing my tranquility,
Distracting me from all I know,
Life's never-ending ebb and flow.
So with this poem I will write,
I only wish to bring you light.
My heart is open and always true.
I am here and full of love for you.