This Sweet Little Thing
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Submissive to our desires this quiet epitaph we call the soul
withholds us mind, body and heart
it joyfully contains and aligns us to our greatest aspirations and dreams
inside us, the soul journals our progress through accurate Akashic records never to be erased, it observes destiny's groove
This sweet little thing we call the soul,
is always present in our lives, keeping us wondrously
both human and alive.
The soul, it cannot be divided for it is here to teach us creationism
it was there the day we were born and it will be there,
until the day we die.
December 25 2022
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2022
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