Oh, there is more
than making money to be a courtesan.
Oh, there is more
to being a person than to be an “also ran”.
Oh, there is more
that fills the Spirit.
Oh, there is more
that fills the day.
Oh, there is more.
You can hear It
when you stop to pray.
Oh , to listen
to the Sunlight of the Spirit
in quiet mediation.
Oh, to sing your praises
to your God
in quiet contemplation.
There is more
to life than tears and fears.
There is more
than just the living.
There is hope and Joy with its
Wonderous adventures
That come through self less giving.
There is more
than sickness and despair.
There is more
than lonely nights
There is the quiet understanding
That comes in between the knowing what is right.
Oh, yes , there is the peace that reaches
down into your very being.
There is the knowingness
that you are Love.
There is the newness that you are seeing.
Oh, yes, there is More.
Oh , to listen
to the Sunlight of the Spirit
in quiet mediation.
Oh, to sing your praises
to your God in
quiet contemplation.
Oh, yes, there is More.
Come on just ASK for more.
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