From Marquette, Michigan
Listen. Listen if you can
To the serenade of Spirit.
At times it sings quite loudly
At times so softly you can’t hear it.
But always it is there
For pure Spirit’s what you are.
It’s only when you close the mind
That you hear Spirit from afar.
But like a chorus singing
With voices high and low
You can place your ear with focus
And thus a single voice you know.
This voice sings a capella
For it needs no other tone
It sings to you, there in your heart
To let you know you’re not alone.
The finest music you can make
Is when you join with Spirit’s song
And together sing in harmony,
For then you never can go wrong.
Remember who we are..."pure Spirit." A blessed poem today filled with words to inspire harmony and love...and to remind us that we are never alone. Today's poem flows like a song. I can hear the melody and feel the harmony. "The finest music you can make is when you join with Spirit's song."
ReplyDeleteMay we all sing in harmony with Spirit within this day and forever after...
Beautiful poem...
ReplyDeleteI'm sure the "finest music" can be heard through "spirit", when we listen for their voice and song...