Within My Soul Poem by Shaakiera Schroeder

My soul is not within me, I am within my soul. The essence of my being, all of my core. I am my soul. Battered by Life Strong but shattered, yet I am Alive..I ask myself; how am I alive...the realisation envelopes me slowly...softly...completely magically no divinely everything is revealed to me. All becomes clear the knowledge, sanctified it wraps me up holding me firm but gentle.. Soothing, . comforting like only a mothers embrace can. Designed in the image of Our Creator; A mothers embrace epitomises Gods un-faltering love and is the truest reflection of His unquestionable existence. Effortlessly Delivering the blessed, ineffable Peace we so intensely crave all of our natural lives.