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Apr 2015
“O Father, teach me to realize Thy
nearness behind the voice of my prayer. Teach me to breathe Thy
breath in my own breathing.”

I’m swimming in the bed of comfort
where I soul search for clarity,
in the presence of my present woes
it’s in my darkest hours
that I reach out to my third eye
in retrieving my wisdom kindness.
I’m at ease with my mentality;
as I crave intellect rain of thoughts
in the scent of Your spirit.
I recalled Your gift to me,
the gift of giving and being given
it’s in my darkest hours
in the most rarest cold nights
I find a peace of mind.
#breathing #exhale #inhale #life #love #meditation #peace #prayer #soul #spirit
Written by
Elijah  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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