The journey of my soul has begun.
My cup overflows.
My lyre plays in the silence of the night.
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Soul begins its journey even before we are born and later it goes through life and death and after death it is freed to go to God. thank you
My lyre plays in the silence of the night. My flute has melodies unheard. Night and silence has something to do with death. very fine symbols of love, union with God and a death that can come anytime. God bless you poet.
Truly, a virtuous one is never afraid of death as it is the time of meeting of his Love, Lord Almighty God. Loved reading..........10
a saint is near to god and fear god