The
Spirit Within
Spirits
are carefree.
They
should never be held down.
Made
of pure energy – They are our very life source.
For
every man, his life spirit is different from others.
Each
spirit is unique in it owns way.
As a
child our spirits are carefree.
We
laugh, we run, we love, as love is given to us.
Sadly,
as we grow, our spirits become harnessed by the rules of life.
Saddled
with burden.
Spirits
are meant to fly high – Free as a bird.
Sadly,
our spirits cry when pain is inflicted upon us.
My
spirit has been captured and taken prisoner.
It has
been beaten, bruised and even scolded in the days of my life.
But my
spirit will never die.
My
spirit is what keeps me going.
Without
it I would surely die.
Although
saddled and harnessed, my spirit always always finds a way to show
itself and be free.
Freedom
on the road on two wheels.
Freedom
to laugh and love when with friends.
Freedom
to express myself in writing.
By my
God given right, my spirit will always shine for all to see.
By
Ray Meinhardt
Pig
writes:
Right
now my spirit is hungry – how about feeding it with some chili-dogs
and a cold beer!!!
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