“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!

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Anita Neilson
Anita Neilson was born and lives in Scotland. A former teacher, her writing now appears in many mind, body, spirit publications. She is an author, spiritual poet and blogger at Anitaneilson.com. You can also connect with her at www.facebook.com/AnitaNeilsonAuthor and www.instagram.com/anitaneilson61. Her writing was inspired by a period of crisis, of life-changing ill health, when she found herself housebound physically yet awakened spiritually. Anita aims to show others that despite any limitations you have, you can make a meaningful contribution to the world around you, by reconnecting with your inner kindness and compassion. Her book, Acts of Kindness from your Armchair, will released November 24, available from online bookstores.

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