Monday, April 25, 2011

Another language

I sing the body recovery,
celebrating new chances freely given,
toasting release from bondage of self.
Experiences are cherished as I trudge the
road of happy destiny, hand in hand
with the Spirit of the Universe.
Creative wings unfurl,
celebrating the me now emerging.
My True Self arises to proclaim
the principles that have robed me with
a spiritual sunlight.
(Poetry Prompt - Write a poem using the following title: "Another Language".)


  1. love this one, delightful spirits.
    well penned.

  2. This sounds spiritual and full of faith. I don't know if you had anything like this in mind, but get an image of a river baptism.

    Good work.


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