Forgotten wire, poor wire.

Imprisoned in the wall.

Apparently lost in the darkness.

Repeatedly abused by wandering insects.

Glued wire which no one sees in the structure of rough masonry.

If it could speak, perhaps it would say: "I am worth nothing," I am useless," or "I am nothing. " Nevertheless, by remaining in its own place, firm and disciplined, it is the conductor of electric power. . . .

Although it does not know this, it is the bearer of energy ensuring comfort, and the bearer of light, maintaining service.

Even though you may confess yourself to be a humble creature extinguished or apparently valueless, remember the poor wire imprisoned in the wall. . . .

Stay in your place, helping and serving, your thought constantly intent on the power house of the Eternal Good and even though you do not see, do not hear, do not know, or do not feel the happiness and security which sustain, God knows the importance of your work of love and light.

Valérium