Transcendental

Allow me to be grounded 
Nature, flowers and trees.
The largest of animals and sweet hunny bees.
I call to mother earth, 
I ask her to heal.
Help me to see clearly what I feel.
My emotions, mind and spirit often surreal.
I thank the Devine, angels and guides.
For standing by me and all my strides.
You have been calling to which I didn't listen.
Setting my being straight, back on my mission.
To help-heal-guide; transcendental.
Nothing in our lives is coincidental. 
 

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