SOUL SPEAK
SOUL SPEAK
How does my soul speak to me
Not harsh, yet with firm intent
Almost like a persistent melody
With a structure, so well-meant
Its purpose isn’t so clear at first
If troubled, will be seeking calm
Sensing stillness, slakes its thirst
Using peace as comforting balm
Yet every soul knows its identity
Deep rooted, never dispossessed
And tells me what’s meant to be
To be prepared for eternal rest
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