I would have lift ye spirit from higher ground to taste thy love so profound.
The salt of the earth, with strength and unity, spread thy seed, give rebirth.
Cleanse thy spirit from former foe, best thee part with cumbersome woe.
All that be not reverence only shall cause affliction.
Wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy and gluttony are thy conviction.
Inner sanctuary eagerly awaits; release the deadly seven to enter heaven's gates.
Ye are all born a miracle, a wondrous, complexity of heavenly creation!
When ye turn from love, ignore thy spirit, you shall bring about damnation!
Ye spirit, moving force, guide ye gently on thy proper course.
Spirit absolves all anger, shame and fearful doubt, giveth that ye let it out!
Prosperous forever thy shall be with thy spirit put forth, breaking free.
sandra wyllie
- Location
- Boston, Massachusetts, usa
- Birthday
- July 11
- Bio
- I love writing and nature and psychology.
Young at heart and love to laugh!
MY RECENT POSTS
- "PLASTER"
May 31, 2012 06:39AM - "NOTHING"
May 30, 2012 07:40AM - "YOU, DR. KOOCHER"
May 29, 2012 06:23AM - "OUTSIDE THE EDGE"
May 28, 2012 06:56AM - "PINING EVERGREEN"
May 27, 2012 04:47AM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “FREEDOM RINGS, to Art
James thee shall bring.
A
mortal man whose mouth thus
ran.
Ti…”
February 21, 2012 08:18AM - “LOVE "THE GIVING TREE"
by Shel Silverstein!! I gave
that book
to a 68
y…”
February 16, 2012 06:26AM - “I'm 46”
January 02, 2012 09:05AM - “I'm 46”
January 02, 2012 09:05AM - “It was LOVE that struck
me in this poem, yet I'm sure
not so
much different
than…”
January 01, 2012 05:46AM

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