My children of the desert eat boiled grass
because there is no food.
They go hungry because the nations of
the world do not yet know that the hungry
are themselves.
Only belief in separateness perpetuates
this sorrow.
Only belief in oneness can eradicate it.
Feed My children.
Love them as your own.
For they are My body as you are.
Feed My children.
Let all hunger vanish in the light
of a new day.
Let it be banished, and in its place love,
only love.