awf Tawpik : Mai Pa Rote diz Pome (en Hoomin Speek)

The World Outside

The world outside is very rude,
But there’s one place where it can’t intrude.
A place of peace, a fortress strong,
A place of welcome, where I belong.
It is a place that cannot be seen,
That the five senses can’t even glean.
It’s in the center of who I AM,
Where I’m attached to the cosmic plan.
I join the Great Soul in this retreat
And our connection becomes complete.
In this safe haven I rise above.
All things are touched by the Great Soul’s love.
Michael Dutch Waterman
October 3, 2008

ai hoap yew awl wike et
Luvz
Mosey

beri nize, OEJ
"Mosey =^..^=" wrote in message
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The World Outside

The world outside is very rude,
But there's one place where it can't intrude.
A place of peace, a fortress strong,
A place of welcome, where I belong.
It is a place that cannot be seen,
That the five senses can't even glean.
It's in the center of who I AM,
Where I'm attached to the cosmic plan.
I join the Great Soul in this retreat
And our connection becomes complete.
In this safe haven I rise above.
All things are touched by the Great Soul's love.
Michael Dutch Waterman
October 3, 2008

ai hoap yew awl wike et
Luvz
Mosey

Fank yew OEJ Luvz Mosey

beri nize, OEJ
"Mosey =^..^="
The World Outside

The world outside is very rude,
But there's one place where it can't intrude.
A place of peace, a fortress strong,
A place of welcome, where I belong.
It is a place that cannot be seen,
That the five senses can't even glean.
It's in the center of who I AM,
Where I'm attached to the cosmic plan.
I join the Great Soul in this retreat
And our connection becomes complete.
In this safe haven I rise above.
All things are touched by the Great Soul's love.
Michael Dutch Waterman
October 3, 2008

ai hoap yew awl wike et
Luvz
Mosey