“Selfless Service,” New Era, Feb. 1997, 51
It’s that feeling when you know
you have done something right.
It twinkles and breathes in your
It spirals and shines through your
It weaves with all goodness exposed
in smooth melody.
And you feel like all the warmth
of the world gathered up tight
and you know you are blossoming,
ready to sprout with love’s wings.
You are unthawed,
Cajoling life everywhere—
at least in yourself.
like scouring floods of sunlight—
you are cleansing yourself.