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My Spirit Word |
| I speak my word unto the air |
| I hear my voice cracking as I care |
| I share these thoughts to be from me |
| Clear and crisp upon my souls sea |
| I did not know of this power from where I came |
| The ability to think between the drops of rain |
| Thoughts that manifest in every way |
| I never saw them in my busy day |
| I thought once I was done dreaming |
| I never needed to act upon each meaning |
| I did not know that I must walk |
| In a manner that displays my talk |
| I knew I was just a single wave |
| Practicing my thinking of each day |
| Then all at once I began to know |
| That my life was always aglow |
| With every need I ever wanted inside |
| The fear of lack and limit would subside |
| Then as the spirit thoughts would form |
| I felt a change, a difference from the norm |
| A connection inside my busy head |
| A peaceful balance on my clouds bed |
| From inside this cloud would be all my best |
| My ability to let them manifest |
| The reason that I was put here on earth |
| The feeling of which was here at birth |
| My desire to love myself at best |
| To share in kind with the rest |
| Until I wash upon the vast shore |
| Along with every wave to be no more |