Purpose

poem by Ruth Salles

I will go through the shining land
to comply with the humble or grandiose
task of every moment,
to see so many people,
to accept my brother, walk by his side,
across the shining land.

with an open face,
chest high,
well sharpened
every sense,
weave calmly
my thought
- fair word,
watchful eye.

With firm step,
step on the floor
and with love
in the heart,
open your arms
in Union
with all the earth,
with each brother.

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