THE GIFT  

[Many wander in this "lifetime" searching for their "Gift"; their Talent. Who are We and what is our Purpose here? Some of the answers and clues to even greater questions can be found in the Archetypal Verses following.]

Gifts that are given

Need nurture and love

They’re your Earthly connection

To your High Self above. 

In delicate pattern

They await your attention

Too often ignored

They go without mention.

They’re patient and steadfast

And the World here awaits

What You can awaken as

You stand at the Gate.

Your True Self is part

Of the Gifts you possess

Until you employ them

You’ll never find Rest.

And your contribution

To Mankind’s evolving

Depends on the Problems

Your Gifts can be solving!

Every piece of the puzzle

Every Problem you lift

Is opportunity’s wrapper

Enclosing the “Gift”.

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