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The Realms of the Spirit

In the realms of the spirit 
In the atmosphere of peace 
Dwells unity 
I feel the touch of love 
When my soul is moved 
With joy 
It calms my nerves 
And put a calm to my flesh
With a natural satisfaction 

In the realms of the spirit 
The world is small 
In the hands of love
It like an infant in the 
Realms of the spirit 
It is so small and young 
In the sight of God 
It humans inhabitants are so tiny
Yet they destroy the fruits
Of life given to them freely 
by their greed 
Despite how tiny we are 
Yet we are the problems of ourselves.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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