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About Soul

There are times when my soul feels heavy

I find myself seeking snow to lie in

To freeze my inner being

I find the warmth of the night sky to melt away the filth

As I stand, arms stretched out, head raised towards the
heavens

My soul begins to melt

As if I were an icicle hanging from a rooftop

Slowly the filth drips away

Becoming one with nature once again

As I stand looking towards the heavens

I once again feel closer to God

As I stand, cleansing my soul

My spirit begins to smile

The warmth of the night sky brings me peace

The dripping of my soul enhances my being

As if I were hanging from a rooftop

Asking God to melt away all that keeps me from seeing him

As I stand cleansing my soul

The beauty of peace

Enhances my being