There is a silent chrysalis hidden in a place where there are no complaints. It is a space just for you of inner joy, of spiritual health filled with peace. It is deep within your heart.
This cocoon-like bud of introspection is powerfully protected by an angelic companion and messenger who wears a disguise of introverted insignificance.
The divine blossom now unfolding from your inner peace must be allowed to explode in order to liberate the hidden nourishing fruit which is your mission and gift of the preposition and proposition of the "of" that rhymes with love.
Your mission of love, should you choose to accept it, is to turn hell into heaven!
George E. Bedingfield