Feed the soul...

Feed the soul... 

As we contemplate our life's true goal,
How can we make a happy soul.
We each of us work toward untold bliss,
From our earliest days we crave love's kiss.

We seek the harmony of love's embrace,
So we all can find our happy place.
But love can reveal her hidden thorns,
That pierce the heart like demons horns.

Some think true joy lies in great wealth,
Blinded they forsake the souls true health.
These fools are soon obsessed by need,
They become reviled for all their greed.

Some believe true love is family and friends,
To another plateau of joy they send.
But treachery by those can scar the soul,
And leave in the heart a terrible hole.

Others think the church will fill a need,
So they pray to god their soul to feed.
My heart does pity those baffled fools,
For in the church deception rules.

True happiness I think is different for all,
To feed a soul the differences small.
When the heart is pure and the soul is kind,
Then peace and love we all shall find...

Spread the love... The peace will follow...