Entry 149 - Poem: God's Call
12/18/19
So does my soul
As the wind blows
I rise from below
As the sun intensifies it's heat
I only feel more purified and complete
As the rain pours
I begin to soar
The elements of nature are not meant to bring us down
But meant to firmly establish our crowns
They hand us challenges they know we need
Even if each challenge makes us bleed
Through them we become guardians of a better life
In order to help others end all strife
To rise above the illusions of one's mind
And give the purest of sight to the blind
So that we all may realize the oneness in all
By becoming the answer to God's call
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