The Door Of Spirit - Poem by Sensuelle Briden
My frame of mind is great enough
To live, to love and just to laugh.
I need no drama anymore
As spirit opened a sacred door
And showed me what my core looks like;
So I just want to take my bike
And to enjoy every breath
While I am moving; move to death! –
Till ears got deaf; so I can hear
All sounds of true love, not fear.
Then my ability is back
But with abundance; not with lack.
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