INSPIRED

It’s true, I feel, that Spirit breathes and moves
Within me, guiding me, and nothing proves
That better than these verses that I write,
Especially when the beats and rhymes are tight.

How, out of random linkages of sound,
Such unpredicted meanings can be found
Speaks to a mystery in consciousness
That orders chaos with each line’s success.

Just as this verse takes subtle shape and finds
Its way to unpredictable designs,
So goes my life as every day reveals
What intellect can’t see but somehow feels:

There is a rightness I shall come to know
When I align myself with Spirit’s flow.

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