Soul Washed Read Count : 17

Category : Poems

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The sunrise peaks over the horizon on an early Sunday morning. 
Turning off the television, as I open the curtain to soak in the clear, blue sky. 
All of the responsibilities and goals are put on hold, with an opened mind, as life deserves some adorning. 
Relaxing, completely, with a relieving sigh. 

Taking the time for a comforting spiritual embrace. 
An escape into a wonderfully new dimension. 
Allowing this moment to offer a relieving grace. 
No thoughts, today, of all of the failed intentions. 

Inhaling a breath, soaking up this atmosphere. 
Absorbing in all that has required this need. 
Exhaling a breath, releasing doubts and fears. 
Being very careful of this soul that I feed. 

No need of a building to practice what's spiritual. 
Confusion and selfishness are on road to being squashed. 
What's taken in will surface, it's residual. 
Out, traveling this path, loving the serenity, being whole with this soul washed.


  • Jan 14, 2020

  • Faith Somers

    Faith Somers

    You did a great job! I love it!❤️

    Jan 14, 2020

  • You did a great job! I love it!❤️

    Jan 14, 2020

  • I loved being able to really know what's going on, with you, through your beautiful words❤

    Jan 14, 2020

  • Definitely worth reading, this is one of your best pieces of work.

    Jan 15, 2020

  • Jan 18, 2020

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