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Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #1513284
I step away…I see through the eye of my spirit
So…I step away
from familiarity
known through my
senses, you know,
what smells good
feels comfortable-
taste regular and
looks recognizable.
I begin to see,
really see through
the eye of my spirit
the color of things.
Feeling tones in rhythms
seeing and hearing
texture and timbre
that can only be sensed
through my vibrational
self-you know, that
field of human energy
we each posses, when we
allow ourselves.  Then
like a toddler I learn to
crawl before I walk and fly
on and over water.  The
SPIRIT soars within
me and I am in awe.
Whew…what a ride
this journey of life is.
Excepting God’s love
then learning to love
back unconditionally
reminded of the promise
And all things
whatsoever
we ask in prayer,
Believing
we shall receive.

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