Gentle Soul Poem by Heather Z. Hanna

Gentle Soul



Gentle soul,
Resting within
A tumbled Heart.
The quiet man,
Whose restless mind
Moves quicker than the wind.
Ever stirring,
Gathering strength
In coming storms.
Slows only to sleep.
Then off again
To polish stones,
With grits
Of idealism.
Yet within the
Troubled spirit,
Is a gentle soul,
Soft and willing,
To be loved.

(5.3.8 Inner Thoughts)

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