You've got to be kidding; I did all that?
By thinking fear thoughts, I'm under attack?
She really did nothing, that sister of mine!
I thought she was crazy, but you say she's fine!
Hard to believe, but what else can I do?
She's perfect, you say, so that must be true.
What grievance may I keep to make myself real?
Not one, do you say, if I want to heal!
You've got to be kidding, I made myself sick?
You mean she's not guilty; the ego's the trick?
I guess she's my saviour, if I want to learn
That mirror she shows me, I must not now spurn.
I'm grateful to know I'm attacking my self.
I can stop it right now and look at the wealth
Of gifts I've been given by God up above
And instead of attacking me, be only love.
Written by "Janni" on 4/06/2001
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