The Spring Flow
Let go
Of the sorrow
Caused by those who walk low
Like ghosts, possessed by their own woes
Lost souls.
Because
They could not pause
To listen to the sound
Of the spring's clear, pure fountain flow
Love's song.
The voice
That speaks so soft
In the depth of our souls
Words of life and stories of love,
God's own.
Wisdom
Comes to the one
With an ear for the one
Who shares your life for it is you
They chose.
Let go
Of your false thoughts
Coming from unknown ghosts
Loose not your soul in bitter woes,
Death hole.
Love's song
Will be your own
That gives light to your soul
When you taste the spring of life's flow,
Pure gold.
By CarolineCécile
Copyright © 10.01.10
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