Poem:
What good is a heart
With no chamber of love,
Or heaven, in fact,
Without God above.
How worthy is a soul
That has not in it
The spark that ignites
A warm, kindly spirit.
How sound is the mind
That reasons not well,
Confined in a vacuum
Within its own shell.
All three, undoubtedly —
Heart, Soul and Mind —
Can get us ahead,
Or leave us behind.
Poem:
I’m on a dream bus cruising
Through highways of my mind —
Highways of my choosing,
Clearly well-defined,
Where scenes are so inviting,
Refreshing as I travel,
With feeling so exciting,
As mysteries unravel!
Together with my kindred souls,
I find much comfort musing;
Worthy sights my mind extols,
Thank Heaven, I’m not losing!
Oh, like me there are many that
Take in sights appealing,
Traveling mentally right through
Highways of good feeling;
Where good fortune ever greets,
There certainly I’ll be
Exactly where fulfillment meets
With stark reality.
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