Many times I’ve asked questions about one thing or
Another and the answer I usually
Get is, “That’s not your work.” So should I continue
To keep asking? That would be a dumb thing to do.
I’ve managed to ask the right questions finally.
What’s my purpose? What did I enter this life for?

Direct answers I get when I ask in this way.
I believe what I’m getting and where it comes from.
I need not ask how I can fix a broken world
Nor do I need to have my consciousness be knurled
For the grasp of the threat of disaster to come.
That which answers does not want to hear of dismay.

Just what is my work? It isn’t a guessing game.
How, where, what, when, and who, I need not get into.
I ask why I came into this reality.
It’s not to shine a spotlight on humanity
But on love and wellbeing because it is true
That we’re all made of spirit which means we’re the same.

My work’s to shine a spotlight on the wellbeing
Of the planet in whatever way that I can…
To practice what’s wanted with profound attention
That it happens. Nothing’s beyond comprehension
When the spread of wellbeing is part of my plan.
I endorse any positive way of seeing.