Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
Read • Contests • Groups • Learn • Forums • Store • Help
 

Soul Transplant

Clothed in rags of light
But born to blossom
Into ethereal life
The orignal stock of life
Was grafted to the realm of darkness
Though the spirit of truth was a law
Encoded into their DNA...

Lost in the miasma of confusion
Like orphans clinging to reason
They fail to hear the voice from within
That speaks of love...

    : , Your review:

    Comment Suggestion: What is your your first impression?
    • Line numbers  • Invite them to read
    : no Cost: 0 free left 0 points, You have (?)

Comments


  • Jon Andoa gold member
    November 13
    ?
    Edit | Reply

    very good

    I like the conflict in your choice of words, rags/light, blossum/darkness, confusion/reason, fail/love, It really makes a reader think and feel


  • Rose Angel gold member
    November 13
    ?
    Edit | Reply
    Deep spiritual write...Some never "hear that voice within that speaks of love"
    truly they are like orphans lost....Such spiritual insight in this penning!...


  • Angelo di Luce gold member
    November 3

    Edit | Reply
    Love hears the call of love, but too much love turns to hate
    Voices may call, who are they?
    Confusion= ignorance to relate
    Good thoughts judy, I like the way you wrote this


  • Pisces rainbow gold member
    November 1

    Edit | Reply

    rooted in the earth

     

    duality

    balance when we merge light into the roots, love into roots

     

    when we are able to apply this to every thought, word and action

     

     

    ONENESS!!!!

     

     

    Lost in the miasma of confusion

    Like orphans clinging to reason

    They fail to hear the vioce from within

    That speaks of love...

     

     

    amazing soulful pleasure Judy

    woven in wisdom

     

    God bless you...