As I've come to realize that I'm a special soul, The chemicals and cells that bind in my heart there lies a hole. I've come to learn it's a God shaped space that only he can fill. Letting go and trusting him to do his perfect will. I seek to have a relationship with the author of us all. He comforts me when my light grows dim by tarring down the wall. You see in his eye's we are precious and he wants to share his love. When you read this simple poem you'll see a pure white dove. Remember Christ died on that cross and said that it is done. Inside you is a God shaped space filled with his only son.