Spirit

The pull and the push of Spirit

The sound cannot be touched

Yet it has color in the mind

It has vibration in the chest

It whispers when the water flows

It yells when the storm is near

It carries light through the heart

One presence in the breath

One heartbeat in the chest

One light that is the soul

One story to unfold

Connect the breath

Into the light

The heart into the soul

And ride the wave of magic

To another world

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