Heavens Hand
My soul is on fire,
and my heart is beating,
tearing at every end,
My mind wanting to explode,
That feeling that won't go away,
I want out of this concubine of life,
and into the desire of freedoms wake,
I see an angel that comes to my aid,
He puts his hand over my eyes and takes my hand,
Suddenly I am there open and free,
I am starting to calm as I walk,
With the earth beneath my feet,
My soul and heart beating and breathing as one.
My fire has turned into a cool breeze and my heart is calm,
Heaven engulfs me into life again and sets me free.
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