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To: bentfeather


In the Well of the Soul

In the silence of the mind there is a place,
deep within that only you will ever know.
Here lives that part of you outside the race,
and here only you will ever dare to go.

Many names for it exist, all to describe,
and yet no one has ever been there but you.
Some try to hide from it with what they imbibe,
and others find stranger things to consume, they do!

No matter the effort to defeat this place within,
you will find it still there, no matter what you do.
It is stronger then steel, untarnished even by sin,
brighter then any sun, and its touch evil comes to rue.

It is that small place in which the grace of God burns,
even in the darkest heart, in the darkest night alone.
It makes us know right from wrong, each in its turns,
though we may not admit it, it makes a part of us atone.

If you seek it, feed it, set it free, it consumes you in kind,
in a fire without heat, forever more, and you are humbled.
Faith and memory, things you take beyond time you’ll find,
treasures beyond gold, there even for those who’ve stumbled.

A promise made, will be kept by Him who never forgets,
if you but spend the coin of faith and trust His word.
There for you to find in every sunrise and every sunset,
echoing in a place deep inside your tattered soul if heard.


764 posted on 03/03/2006 11:58:43 PM PST by WayzataJOHNN ( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
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To: WayzataJOHNN

In the Well of the Soul



Wonderful poem!

Thank you.


765 posted on 03/04/2006 5:34:23 AM PST by Soaring Feather (Wanted: Partners for Poets. LOL!)
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