The soul is a prism reflecting the Light <br />The radiance of which blinds our sight <br />A soul so attuned soars to great height. <br /> <br />The soul nearing the the Lord is lighter <br />And the closer to Him the brighter <br />Imaging Him it is even whiter. <br /> <br />God draws a beloved soul to His own <br />His Soul and the small soul coo in a moan. <br /> <br /> The soul caught up in shameful sins <br />Moves away from God; satan wins ~ <br />But God's love for that prodical son <br /> Through the Blood of the Cross has won <br />The repentent soul and washed away <br />The filthy stain of blackness and gray. <br /> <br />God draws this soul close to His Heart <br />He blesses it by giving it a fresh start <br />He enlivens and enlightens the soul to pray <br />To ask for graces sufficient for the day. <br /> <br />The soul nearing the the Lord is lighter <br />And the closer to Him the brighter <br />Imaging Him it is even whiter. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> © Mel Patterson,1-16-11<br /><br />Carmela Patterson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-color-is-the-soul/
