Whistling and waiting, not sure of my next move,

Just holding the line and trying to stay in the groove.

What’s next on my path is for God to reveal,

My task is to remain open, not letting fear make a deal.

God protects my soul in universal love.

My higher self guides me with directions from above.

No need to set courses or agonising over charts of life’s sea.

My ship sails by the winds across the oceans and am free.

No longer tied to the beast system, a slave to falsely created need,

My heart is no longer bound for my soul is freed.

For freedom comes to those that trust a benevolent higher power…

Being present for a sunrise or the opening of a flower.

So let peace reign as you wait and then trust that all is well.

“God is great!”

Let all hear the tower bell.