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iece of music touch you down deep? Or maybe a baby’s smile or the happiness of a dog? Could it have been a sunrise or sunset? Or, the one you love more than anyone? Did you feel it and smile at the sun?</p><p id="ea1b">Wherefore art thou, oh my soul Why don’t you speak to me when I need you most? I feel you inside there, but do I even know you? Is that my mind telling me to see you and find you? Oh, the great and mysterious spirit that lives within me One day, will I reach a point when you hand me the key?</p><p id="291a">Are you just some fig

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ment of imagination? Or are you there waiting to be set free? Is it death that will reveal you? What will I have done to you by then? Is there a larger and greater Holy Spirit? Or maybe nobody wants any longer to hear It?</p><p id="e3d4">If there is a God in heaven, will you show me? Not now, I know, that is not within your power Will you visit me in my dreams during a night hour? And let me know my faith has not been in vain Because I feel you there, deep inside the corporeal me This gives me some reassurance that so is He</p></article></body>

Questions to My Soul

Are you there?

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Soul pain, have you ever felt it? Did you feel it in your head, or Did you feel it in your heart? That gut-wrenching wound in your chest The one that never bleeds red But makes you wish that you were dead

Soul joy, have you experienced it? Did some piece of music touch you down deep? Or maybe a baby’s smile or the happiness of a dog? Could it have been a sunrise or sunset? Or, the one you love more than anyone? Did you feel it and smile at the sun?

Wherefore art thou, oh my soul Why don’t you speak to me when I need you most? I feel you inside there, but do I even know you? Is that my mind telling me to see you and find you? Oh, the great and mysterious spirit that lives within me One day, will I reach a point when you hand me the key?

Are you just some figment of imagination? Or are you there waiting to be set free? Is it death that will reveal you? What will I have done to you by then? Is there a larger and greater Holy Spirit? Or maybe nobody wants any longer to hear It?

If there is a God in heaven, will you show me? Not now, I know, that is not within your power Will you visit me in my dreams during a night hour? And let me know my faith has not been in vain Because I feel you there, deep inside the corporeal me This gives me some reassurance that so is He

Poetry
Soul
Holy Spirit
Existentialism
Spirituality
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