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My Soul and My Spirit Inspire Me

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My soul cries out from the depth of me


Its plea has always been to be set free


It’s the part of me that has always sought, amid troubled waters it has always fought


My soul cries out from the depths of me


It never gives in to any dismal ends


It prides itself upon reaching high even though something inside says, you can’t beat the odds


My soul cries out from the depths of me, swimming in the mire of the roaring sea


It competes against darkness triumphing over me


Were it not for the conflicts of my soul, the depths of me would have no plea, and my soul could not be free


I could not climb to higher heights, if the depths of me beheld no fight


It’s because I fight from the depths of me, that I see triumph in view


My soul sees higher heights that it desires to pursue


The triumph that my soul sees, reveals greater aspects of me


It can’t be defeated by mire, dismal ends, or the mire of the roaring sea


It’s the aspect of me that soars, the aspect of me that’s free


My soul has been redeemed so, that aspect of me comes forth, to be its creative “self”


It soars above the depths of me, amid heights my soul longed to climb


That aspect of me is my spirit and it can’t be confined


Its purpose is to flourish, that’s its original design


My spirit is free to be, all that it was meant to be


It dances in its creativity and paints with its ingenuity


It reveals traits of its creator


It’s being the, I am that it is, amid the heights that it soars


My soul and my spirit inspire me!

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