Sharpening

[anewmoon]

To sharpen my mind as I sharpen my pencil;
To fill my Heart as I fill my page with Dreams.

Oh, Life, so vast and mysterious,
Let my Purpose be my Love.

Oh, Life, I can feel;
My Body is the Spirit
My will is the Soul.

Nature, is the sharpening
and my body is dull.
Let my suffering be kind and attune my Spirit.
Nature gives to the mind's ego,
Always in control, always guiding the Soul!

Oh, Reason, Life of each Season,
let my words be heard
let my hearts's thoughts be shown;
spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Let my breath pass with Love.
Let my Will be true;
lead my Spirit to the Soul,
fill my Heart with Nature's Love.

Sharpen my Mind's Will.
I will heal.
I will suffer to heal.
Give me Love to keep this Real...

|A poem to home .

[rblyl (deleted)]

`already commented but guess it didn't post...must be this lame wi-fi where I work???

what I said was....this is beautiful Anewmoon, and thank you for posting.