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Spring of the Soul

  • Foto do escritor: Allan Dionisio
    Allan Dionisio
  • 23 de jul.
  • 1 min de leitura

When the leaves fall in the autumn of the soul

Everything loses its color, the shine fades

And if the cold arrives, I want to hide

In the deepest valleys, in the shadows of my walls


Your voice arrives, I let myself be found

Then I see the light, I lose all pain

And calling me, I wake up again

In the spring of love, Your smile comes to reach me


Your love lifts me up, makes me blossom

Your light warms me, makes me reborn

When everything is winter, You come and embrace

Your spring comes to transform me


Then Your Spirit consumes all pain

And in Your warmth, which forges my soul

Everything is redone, everything has meaning

I can then smile, I can throw myself


It is Your warmth that comes and envelops me

That hurts and heals, that attracts and supports

It is Your love that silences my guilt

That descends into my nothingness, and elevates my soul


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