Windows To the Soul
Windows to the Soul
Sitting quietly by your side, I can feel your presence.
Looking through my mind's eye, I see the color of your soul.
Through my eye the colors explode like fireworks.
Sparkles and trails of color after color flows through my mind, as my guide and guardian angel whispers the name of each color.
Whoosh I soar with each color feeling the vibration of each.
I feel your being as blue and green.
My angel tells me you communicate from your heart.
I can feel the warmth created by the words you choose.
As I open up my field our energies co-mingle producing beautiful colors and feelings.
Your soul is a beautiful feeling making you a beautiful being.
I see into the window of your soul.
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