Daily Bread
Above the mist and clouds of mortal woe
We enjoy the light of Truth
Realizing the beauty that
Life and Love bestow…
In all spiritual reality
There is beauty
That cannot be obscured or covered
By mist nor clouds….
Let’s rise above…
Rise above where beauty abounds
My thoughts sore enraptured
Fetterless and free up to Thee
Oh Lord of grace & beauty
Let us begin this year
Knowing all is well
As our consciousness of Love
Sores higher and higher above
The mist and clouds of mortal woe…
Written & submitted with love on behalf of the transgender community by
Mary Hind
