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My soul has returned again
 
My soul has returned again
From traveling secret paths of the stars
And wondering through the depth of Edens arms

The sun speaks in tones of glory
“ awake , awake the earth is yearning “
Praise be to the Creator in me
Not my own thought or memory
But the ability to adore
the seen and unseen worlds

My soul and spirit is blessed
By the language of the heavens
Night and day speak to every grasping breath
The rocks in sacred stillness
Absorb the naked pleasure of their touch

There is no land of neither earth nor flesh
Where their voice is not shouted
From the rooftops of Heaven
Before the threshold of God

Yes my soul has returned to me
Praise be to the Creator in me
The universe……a witness of majesty

By misunderstood1

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