Oh Gentle Soul of God
Your eyes are colorless to the world
The first sounds which you make
Mother an Father the link
No toxins that touch your blood
Pure as the fruits of Gods garden
Which you have been ordained
The waters which purify your spirit
The darkness that reverses to light
The screams of freedom
No chains that cloud your mind
The spirit has arrived from heaven
God's Little Angel
Water him well that he may grow
Feed him with the fruits of wisdom
He will bloom with the knowledge of love
No darkness pure love from Gods eyes
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