The Soul’s Path

The time of departure is shortened; almost all already Left. But your soul sometimes remains inert, Lost. She begs for rest, rest of herself, a peace of this life: for the comfort of a loving lap, peaceful and eternal. This Being, this soul, now recognizes itself like a son.


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