The sweet voice of the soul speaks to you
like a simple whisper, a slight touch,
a subtle feeling that in wings of the deep Love to the Creator I raise.
Connoisseurs of "burning aspiration" overcome discouragement at every step
looking for in the warm Mother Natura the abundant example,
she receives the spoils of the cold shrouds of winter in her bosom,
keeping the sun, the seed and the sprouts in your heart
for when spring explodes everywhere again
Life renewed and new.
The sweet voice of the Soul whispers the Sacred Fire;
It is your breath His light,
It is your thought His forge,
It is Your feeling His expression!
Live in your life hiding His Lineage,
for the ignorant it is just a suit,
perennial matter,
whim of the air.
The sweet voice of the Soul rings its bells,
cooing with love the cocoon of love
and by the time he opens his flower to the world,
The whole world blooms in it.
The sweet voice of the Soul permeates the creative image of the Self
in the Eternal mirror of its own axis-Being-Infinite and Eternal essence!
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By Mirtha Verde-Bouquet
Saint Germain activity
www.saintgermain.cl
Santiago, Chile, June 1, 2010.
