I am the white rose in the wind. I am the mighty oak. I am the words of every rhyme I am the smile unspoke. I am the wind in the mighty pine. I am the eyes of the child. I am the wonder of the world. I am the beauty of thine. I am the road less traveled. I am the oceans roar. I am the peaceful moment. When your beloved asks for more. I am the deserts flowering As the sun rises or sets I am the Beloved of the Beloved I am so blessed He forgets. He forgets all my stumbling and failings He forgets when I did not try. He forgets when I question His goodness. He forgives and forgets when I ask "Why?" I am the pen of the writer. I am the sound of the drum. I am the voice of the singer Whose words make one's spirit hum. I am the feet of the dancer Whose twirling sets souls afire. I am the holy flame of spirit. I am all you desire. I am the reason you came to be. I am in you. You are in me. Words cannot describe me. I am the love for Soul .
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