Looking For Old Souls
People watching today at the optometrist I was looking for old souls Sometimes impatient they appear as if everyone should know whats going on by now Their in a hurry and always act like you are wasting their time Then you spot a few souls with all the time in the world with loving and kind gestures Souls on a mission that look as comfortable as the day is long Glad to be here And smiling because they know everyone makes it home in th end Smiling becouse they know everyone finds their own perfection In the clear and unending preasents of God Think about it God dosen't make nock offs And God made you with the same love and care that God puts into everything else This world is an illusion Tailor made with the expeariance that you need to lift the vale from your eyes So that you may one day see wonders that you have only dared to dream of
Copyright © Michael Ainsley | Year Posted 2013
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