Poem: Indwelling Spirit

Photo Credit: Karolina Kołodziejczak

Indwelling Spirit, heal my soul—when my thoughts

Stray, reflect to those things of sorrow,

Those things of old; that does not, serve me—well,

Let my thoughts become closer to, a higher purpose,

That will make me exceptionally whole:

Indwelling spirit bless, touch me, in places,

Deep within and let my life, become like a mellow,

Conscious, sweet, grand, classy, philharmonic music,

Bringing joy, to the young, aged — my life,

Like a precious, rare gold, a beautiful sunrise,

Decorating the sky, even in the darkest hour

Of the night, let your great spirit, brings,

A marvelous, a magnificent smile.

Empress Journee