Long long
ago, deep below the ocean
Also known
as middle Earth to some
Lived a
child of the Lord, among others
Serker,
special to the world
He was
trained like his buddies
To spread
the only message
Unconditional
love and compassion
Across all
living beings
They took
many forms
Little butterflies
et all
Whispered
gently in the ears
Spread love,
spread compassion, unconditionally
Young was
he, gave in to his desires
Goofed off
one day to enjoy
The King of
the land heard about the act
Summoned Serker
in all his fury
Held guilty
for one small mistake
Dissipated,
dissolved, kaput
Serker
existed no more
In physical
form
On the day
of reckoning
Stood before
his masters, trembling
Seeking forgiveness
for one naughty turn
Banished forever
till he learns….unconditional love
Thousands of
years and more
Serker
struggled in many forms
Till one day
she knows
Unconditional
love, she pursues
Oh what a
difficult journey
Oh so much
control
Selflessness,
gratitude, giving
Struggling,
stumbling along
Aligned to
the purpose again
Looking for
acceptance again
Knowing many
lifetimes exist
Between the
goal and its fulfilment
Many
beautiful souls
Sincerely help
in the journey
Difficult it
may be so
The North
star still aligned
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