![]() What sense our souls makeA Poem by Travis LawrenceI have this feeling that I’m even further outside of the old paradigm now, seeing how some of my really good friends as outsiders to my new point of view. I could feel a connection to divinity when I closed my eyes and chanted. What should I do now? Which path to take? Should I give up every single part of the old and delve into this exciting territory? Or should I try to incorporate my life into the old. Would they even take me seriously? I know exactly what to do. I should keep my spirit connected to that divinity through meditation, yoga, and music. As long as I have that kindred connection with the earth, nothing can truly harm my spirit. What sense our souls make I see spirits in light bent through water gleaming from divine ways into angles measured by what sense our souls make deep to rock bottoms during dim day ends. Hums and ahs tune us in to higher vibrations wisely known only in self silent thoughts connected angels supplying power to choose joy not waning in sorrow wakes like pity. Flow with presence. Sense no time. Heal like harmony sings pleased no harm will come to those that touch the one sewn spirit with colored thread. © 2008 Travis LawrenceFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on November 7, 2008 Author![]() Travis LawrenceAustin, TXAboutI'm a 29-year-old using this site to backup my writings, which are mostly poems. Leave a comment if you like, they always make me smile. Have a nice day! more..Writing
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