Diary Entry 91

Concentrate on Me,

not your worries

or demands;

let no one ever


My willing,

guiding hand.

Establish within

My trust,

not his lies and deceit;

let My will be discussed

on your tongue,

to complete.

Settle in My presence,

not your notion

of direction;

let Me be

your acceptance –

our brief earthy connection.

Focus on your breath,

breathe My

name within;

My last

whispered death,

accompanying it -

all sin.


a loving soul,

banish all his hate;

I promise to

make you whole

on this path

to My gate.



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