The day disaster struck said all is a sad day
It was indeed
For it left many homeless, yet others dead
Disaster but did strike on one day
That was a misfortune indeed
Then ain’t every day a fortune
When the sun and air warm and caress in Love?
Strange! Mankind is blind to fortune at hand
Every moment
Every ‘ordinary’ day is a miracle indeed
One more opportunity
To live to experience the Creator and Creation
As simply One
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Disaster strikes at my own will. When this mind can no longer evolve in the present condition, then death or disaster comes to dissolve the mind to be poured afresh into a new vessel.
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