Love Of A Free Soul To Soar

Free soul to soar.

Into the sky's open universal door.

On the clouds flying so high.

I spread my wings and begin to fly.

Into the cloud mass of fluffy passages of a way.

To the sky line where I breathe precious sweet air.

No chains could never hold me and no cages I will not be in.

I will always be free with a true heart of soul and sweet soul song of melodies I will continue to sing.

I am a free soul commanded by three working as one.

My Creator Father God who continues to hold my hand.

With always a loving gesture and never a harsh demand of voice.

Only the sweetest loving way with care,and never noise.

A presense in my life that taught me never to tell lies,but to always bare truth from a heart of soul.

Where each day that passes I am getting younger as the spirit on this earthly realm,I will never grow old.

Heart soul of truth walking in way.

Out from the old and into the new to do what is needed to live the life of peaceful ways.

As I always walk the path of new living my precious days.

No one or nothing is going to stop me or try to stand in my way.

I am strong,fearless and here to do the works at hand with a loving heart full of truthful soul awares.

To walk in the light with a heart soul of care strong and fearlessly and wonderfully made.

That is why I was given "Young Warrior" my spiritual name :)

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Clouds.

Clouds pass by each day from morning to night and back again each day. The flowing by of a natural scenic view, as each cloud pass there, comes a new. Some white some grey some with shapes that form high in the air. And as I sit at my window and view them all, big and small flowing clouds seem to be exiting the big sky of the hall. Some pass that looked dark grey with water Yes! Maybe the rain will fall, and they move so crowdedly as some connection to each other for a refreshing rain as mother nature calls. And drip by drip rain will fall from those grey clouds as each one lightens up and more clouds will continue to flow, days on end on the same sky track that each already knows :) And as they continue to flow, the day will end and night will begin to more cloud form on a scenic show. All clouds will continue to flow to go where nobody knows.

Gran

Oh, grandmother, you raised me from just a little lad, You were the best grandmother I ever had, You gave me hope and you help me along the way, you made my bad days good oh how I hoped you had stayed. But it was time for you to go I know because with your last breath you said so, You’re with God now and keeping my brother's company when its time for me I hope I’ll be ready, Both of you are now free, and sometimes I feel sad but yet I am happy, You are with God your mummy and pappy. I have grown up and in my head, I’m still hearing, "put God in everything you do". Is what you were always saying.

Peaceful-Profound And Reformed.

The peaceful way of solitude, an embodiment, and embracement of old things of new. A soft peaceful way, a fresh morning's breeze and look that starts with the stillness of a new silent day. An aroma of a fresh clean scent, a cool wave of air gently flows on the flowers that are full of dew's soft touch that's wet. Pores opened up to a breath of fresh air as a soft wind gently blew through the atmosphere. The sense of silence is everywhere and the tendency of peace is flowing through the air. And the vibrant peaceful flow, a multitude of ordinances wherever you may go.

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