THE GROWING SPIRIT:
Discovery and Recovery

A Poetry Chapbook

by
Susan Smily

TO THE SPIRITUAL SELF AS AN INFANT ©

 

What a beautiful being you are,
My precious one.
That such a package of complete love
Could be a part of me,
Is so fulfilling
That my heart takes wing.

Your eyes glisten
With the fire of curiosity.
Your hands reach out to explore;
You touch me
And you touch my inner being.

You are beauty personified.
You are the heiress of the earth,
The goddess of all life.
You are all the music ever written,
And you are the reason
That poets found words
To let their dreams take flight.

You are my soul.
You touch immortality,
And you know the universe.
You are my link with he spiritual,
You are a precious gift
Of the earth.

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