Windows of the Soul
Ever wonder how you know what you know,
Ever been here or there and done this before?
It is a thought that assembles so much more.
It is one feeling that can never just let it all go.
Ever wonder where the airs might next blow,
Ever been there and done the disused chore?
It is a thought that will rain with an outpour.
It discovers unprotected windows of the soul.
It always jibber-jitters to you,
So listen up so you can hear,
Just pass through,
With very little fear!
Now, be sure to take your time and do every single thing right,
For one day, your soul shall speed you up and take off in flight.
Copyright © Ann Rich | Year Posted 2009
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