Spiritual Self
I grew to know myself at last, now I know more than in the past;
When far from right…words did deceive, I could have missed dear mothers’ heed;
She tried her best to make me see, majestic purpose… just for me;
God’s gift of love dwells in my heart; He blesses me… pure Will imparts;
Life’s lessons learned empower faith, steadfast with every step toward grace;
My spirit bonds to nurture souls; Enlightenment by wisdom flows…
Bugles sound while marching on; Joyously Mount Zion bound.
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