My Open Soul
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Wind caressing my body, heightening my sensitivity to
feelings and things around me whether or not I can see
them.
Feeling intimately so all alone, a journey has ended
in my open soul.
For God is the only joy that can be found in me today.
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