GET IT ALL TOGETHER
The spirit reaches to the things unseen,
the invisible world that has always been,
the body seeks for warmth and cuddles,
even though the home is in a muddles.
The mind is a sponge that never gets full,
questions everything like a magnetic pull,
the soul and heart are one and the same,
needing love and reason to be part of the game.
Like a hungry foursome they all entwine,
weaving and mixing all down the line,
when one is neglected they all rebel,
they holler and cry without a voice to tell. ©
Monica Maartens.
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