There are words that are unspoken
In the recess of my heart,
Which fragmented; even broken
Seeks the whole within the parts…
Yet the whispering of the Spirit
Brings new life; a different form
Of movement in creation
Like a dance as if reborn…
While a melody echoes a song,
That needs to be expressed
Through the stirrings of the Spirit
Sending peace; eternal rest…
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