Oh gifted soul
Why go for breadcrumbs
When ye have fresh loaves on thy head
Oh gifted soul
Why batter thy soul with filth
When ye were created pure as a driven snow
Oh gifted soul
Why drown in fears
When ye were created fearless
Oh gifted soul
Why grope in darkness
When ye can walk boldly into light
Where ye belong
Redeem thyself now..
Weary soul
Redeem thyself now
And reclaim thy purity....
Oh weary soul ye indeed is gifted
If only ye knew!
Lovely and highly inspirational. Exquisite poem written with profound insight. Thanks for sharing Mariah.
Verily Jesus said unto them, A prophet is not without honour, but in his own country, and among his own kin, and in his own house.. iip
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I would like to translate this poem
Oh gifted soul Why grope in darkness When ye can walk boldly into light Where ye belong... a divine cry raised to your own soul.. just fine a poem. thank u dear poetess. tony