My mind questions life,
Learns a new me on a daily basis,
Rises to the occasion when questions are asked,
Gives home to some of my most obsessive thought,
Constantly grows,
Mind — I thank you.
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My body moves as I demand it,
Houses my mind, my spirit and my soul,
Aches when I have a lesson to learn,
Or when I mistreat it in some way,
Feels pleasurable sensations,
Body — I thank you.
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My spirit energises my body, my mind,
Supplies the electrical currents that make me,
Flows with the physical nature of our world,
Houses my precious soul,
Protects and guards,
Spirit — I thank you.
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My soul is all that is me,
A storage of my memories, my lessons, my dreams, my sorrows,
Is immortal and eternal,
Is the guiding light of my essence,
The totality of all that makes me unique,
Soul — I thank you.
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About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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Comments (4)
Blessings & thanksgivings, beautifully expressed.
Colleen, your words paint a heartfelt portrait of gratitude. Thank you for sharing this! ❤❤
And I thank you for continuing to bless us with your wonderful writing! 🥰🥰🥰
This remind me of My Soul Is My Home poem . 💗