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The Soul: A Poem

Pattie Curran
Published December 18, 2007 by:
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By the wind
it is free to move
By the sky
it is boundless
By the water
it is free to explore
By the rain
it is purified
By heaven
it is given hope and dreams
By man
it is confined and given limitations

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Very beautiful! :-)
Very clever---trapped in our bodies. Great poem, Merry Christmas.
With God there are no limitations but man puts constraints on what can be done.
Very true. I love it!
The last line is soooooo true. The physical body being a limited container that restricts the flight of the constant ascension of the soul, only leaving room for separation in the realms of dreaming......sweet dreams!
This is really good. Nice work.
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