Poetry Sunday ~ O Soul of Mine

 

O Soul of Mine
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O fretful soul of mine that grieves,

is it thou that freely leaves?

Lost amid the fruitful wine,

fleshing over such fragrant vine.

Wilt thou remain a mystery?

True divine I never see?

Or wilt thou rain on me with blessing,

teach me yet another lesson?

Scouring through the murky mire;

passion snared for earthly desire.

O valiant cross that I must bear,

my heart entwines in thy snare.

O earthly soul for all I gave

dwells within a darkened cave.

Allow thy raiment of purity,

seep in through my elegy.

Permit thy light to shine on me,

O soul of mine I thrive on thee.

Bequeath me with thy shield of glory.

Release from me this inner fury.

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