Dawn the morn
Take yourself,
don't try
Just perform
the body,
will carry,
a thorn
Your Soul,
will warn
Listen carefully
for the horn
It will remove,
the deepest thorn
So you can rest,
Knowing you,
are blessed,
Then perform at your best
The Soul is a guide,
nothing less
It resides

© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney