Seeing Your Soul Poem by Christina C Sunrise

Seeing Your Soul



If you have a clairovant eye
like the Indian pschic who was a really cool guy—
You can see only colors of light
we are all consciousness, bliss
and pure delight.
Blowing light through my eye on the right—
he let me see a totally new insight.
Sparles of light is what I saw
it is pure energy which is physical law.
Soon cameras will capture the soul's vibration
scientists need to develop this for this
will be a celebration.

Saturday, June 1, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: celebration,light
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Written by Christina C. Sunrise on July 26,2012
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Christina C Sunrise

Christina C Sunrise

Elizabeth, New Jersey
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