All thought is prayer.
The Christ within me
Is the same Christ within you.
We are the same in this way.
Lies in the way we were put together.
Choosing Love over Fear isn’t hard,
But the right four chords will make you cry;
And it seems the world is always
Playing that one album you hate.
You speak, and you move,
Exactly how He wants you to.
But that seems to mean nothing to you,
If it’s not what he likes.
The people of this world
Seem to only focus on the
Differences between us,
Forgetting that we are all Divine.