A dear friend shared this picture on social Media and it left me contemplating…

We are born to connect

In one way or other

For a purpose larger

Than our individual self

There is light that we have

That we ourselves may not know

The potential of, that manifests

To serve at the right time.

There is always a reason

For this now, so rise above despair

And look onward and upward

The way is forward in faith

To live and help heal some more.

No wonder its said ‘Hands that help

Is holier than lips that pray…’

We are carriers of hope

That pass on for posterity

Our life is intricately weaved

In every moment of our being

Through the echelons of time

For a reason, we may or never know

Such is the ‘Mystic of life’

In all its brilliant manifestations.

Savvy