~ Place of Mind ~

My mind seems to often drift,  Enough to let one confuse, So much of the inner soul sets to lift,  Thoughts of empty thinking for one to amuse, My lids over my eyes will eventually close,  One of God's given rules; Of every single spirit must arose, He makes no man as they are fools, He created the human soul, and these are his rules;                Life is not given to you, it is earned, In Death,   Life is not taken from you, it is returned,          To Damn, by using the words of his name,          Shall regret, by saying it in vein,         The only holy son, wept his tears, and             shed his blood,           For he stayed silently on the cross, and             left to die but took the blame,           When disbelief brought storm, the             tears & blood were washed away by rain,            Since then, life hasn't been the same.            To be of woman, as Same as              to be of man,            Represent our soul and he'll lead              us through the sand,            To be guided and taught, as part of              his life's plan,            Walk with him, but don't forget to               ask him for his hand.            Give respect to all, in every               matter and form,             Your life will appear more magical              like it was the day that Jesus was born,             Don't let it wash away like it did the day of the storm,             Only one chance to fulfill your spirit,             Stand back and listen, I think I hear it...