Imprints Of The Soul

The soul wants what it knows
and the soul knows what it wants.
One life time for one being
The soul comes back many times
Learning what it needs to, leaving
behind the most minute details of the
being it inhabited, taking only
the knowledge.
Each Journey into flesh is a
time to learn whether the life
is noble or dark and cruel, the
soul emerges a wiser one. The creativity in me stems from the Divine
Spirit within me. I am a vessel.

by Viola Haizlip

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