Subject: Urgent (The name of an old poem)

Friend


I thank you all who sent comments about my poems. I'm so glad to have the opportunity to share them. Sooner or later I'll compile a PDF book. I wrote this one before I ran into David Wilcock. I guess I knew instinctively the world was in the process of a great shift. ...... Blessings to you all..............Wynn


Urgent (c) 1998


I feel the urgency in the air
To complete the things in my life!
I've left hanging.
I feel the urgency
To reach out to everyone
I can touch,
And make whatever
Difference I can.
I feel the urgency
To reach into the depth
Of my soul
To find the words
That would have meaning
To you.
I understand
The fragility of life,
And how fast
Life can pass.
The world is moving
At breakneck speed,
Like a runaway train
With consequences unknown,
And we're all aboard
For the ride of our lives.
The clock is ticking.
It's getting frantic.
Urgency is in the air.
Reach into your heart and find peace.
Reach for your fellow man and find empathy.
Reach for God and find your soul.
It's urgent.
Do it now.