on solid ground
voices guiding
whispering to my soul
giving directions
how to make a person whole
whose thoughts are adrift
whose emotions tend to hide
whose self has been amiss
and has been scattered world-wide
I'm part of souls wide spread
trying to find their way back home
memories, come and go
flashes seen, from the unknown
...
and then I recognize the heart
the soul, the voice that makes a sound
and I know deep within
love is here, on solid ground
I lift my heart
to the unknown
and like an eagle in the sky
I know the wind will carry me home
and know, the time has come to fly
I am gratefull, to the guidance
of my inner voice that speaks
memories, triggered from the past
and my heart no longer seaks
'cause now
I recognize the heart
the soul, the voice that makes a sound
and I know, deep within
love is here, on solid ground
to stay...
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| empty-hands: | Zaterdag, februari 09, 2008 15:27 |
| Ik val hier helamaal sprakeloos van achterover! Je raakt hier de kern van mijn zijn. Geen woorden om dit te omschrijven, . .zoals altijd. . . | |
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| Auteur: monique-B | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Innerchild | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 30 december 2006 | ||
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