“You need not go to heaven to see God; nor need you speak loud, as if God were far away; nor need you cry for wings like a dove to fly to Him; Only be in silence, and you will come upon God within yourself.” — Saint Teresa of Avila

A light breeze singes
The warm air as it passes through
Igniting a whispered longing
In my heart.
Oh that I were a bird
Able to touch the ceiling
Of the world!
How gladly would I sing
Your praises
If I could be but closer to You.
The maturing sun lifts my spirits
And beckons me skyward
Yet this earth-bound form
Has clipped my wings.
In my dreams I can fly,
Create worlds, do anything
I wish: such bliss!
If this breeze could form
Into wind
Wild, like in a storm,
And lift me airborne
My soul the sweetest song
Would sing!

Anita Neilson
Anita Neilson is an author, spiritual poet and blogger.  She writes for many mind, body, spirit and chronic illness publications.   Visit Anitaneilson.com,  on Facebook at AnitaneilsonAuthor, and on Instagram at soulmurmurs. Her book, Acts of Kindness from your Armchair, is available from your preferred online retailer.  Anita’s new book, Soul Murmurs, a mix of spiritual poetry and prose, will be released early 2019! Contact Anita at Anitaneilson61@gmail.com.

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