Wrathful religious stones afflict,

creating divisions in God’s name;

Endless music, true creation loves,

in colors blending without shame ~

Notes from within carry outward,

to crowded streets, oceans, lands; 

Awakening spirits floating peaceful,

in one Love, united, joining hands ~

Love is given freely in ever presence,

when one quiets to hear Love’s sound ~

Shedding precondition’s heavy burden,

all is lost in becoming spiritually found.

Poetry:  (c) 2015 s l jennings

Image: google common license

About spiritedpoet

No online identity can truly define me. I have a navigation panel with controls, but I understand I cannot control external elements. I believe I am spirited with God (Love) to guide my life. I am human in my strength and my frailty. I somehow safely navigate my children through life's trial and errors. I proudly wear each stripe on my Mom's uniform; though, I still love the silky feel of soft négligée against my skin. I am human after all. Welcome to my Spirited Poet blog. Welcome to me.
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