Plea To My Spirit And Soul
What Is Soul – Part Four
Oh, my spirit and soul,
Where are you and what are you made of?
Being invisible and incomprehensible,
Do you belong to the Divine part of me?
Whenever my eyes gaze upon
The beauty and wonder of God’s Creation
And I feel the loving embrace of the Sun,
I am in touch with you.
My inner ears listen and
There’s no doubt in my mind
That you are there.
Although my earthly eyes
Will never be able to see you,
There’s no doubt about your presence
In my heart.
Intangible as you are,
You are not understood by the masses,
For you can neither be weighed nor measured.
But when I close my eyes over something in disgust
Or am so frightened that I want to stick my head
Into the sand and make the world disappear,
Deep within I feel your presence
And am reassured that you
Are guiding and protecting me,
By day and night.
Only a fool would deny your existence.
And yet, to this day many choose
To ignore your callings that reach
Us on the earthly plane of life
From deep within the very core of our being.
If only you could be seen and heard
And were shouting, at least sometimes,
As a loud voice in the marketplace,
People would listen to your pleas
And willingly do their share of
Bringing a more peaceful world into being
Through becoming ever more
Peaceful, kind and loving themselves.
Oh, my spirit and soul . . .
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