[Notice: This poem is #Spiritual and #Religious! :) ]
Open up, he said
Cover not, he said
I listened to him
while I whimpered to him
Where I was shackled before
now I was his for sure
A doll I was, a non-living
But breathed was I now, and became living
Shackled, yet not, in the never ending chains
A proof of my unbecoming stains...
That's not it, I murmured
I have memories, I plundered
Remembering the time when I submitted
my heart to the one witted
How he poured a soul into me
From the sand from the vastness, for those who see...
I gasped, he swayed me with such a control;
With a free will even, I wasn't, yet was his doll!
—Spiritual (kind of). ^^
—This is naught but praise to God, the creator of ours and the universe. :) He, who holds absolute authority! ♥♥ May he bless all of us with his blessings. Amen! :)
— How interesting. God created universe out of nothingness. His authority allowing him to take or give birth to a new soul! ♥ Got not enough words! ♥
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