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poem

We are just spiritual animals, glad to be alive;

aiming for healthy growth while struggling to survive.

With spirit on loan and DNA bestowed,

our time in this temporary temple is for growth of truth and love.

Unique journeys through life, distinct in manner and capacity

to fuel spiritual growth, both individually and collectively.

All life are specks of God, blessed with a fleeting opportunity

to live, love, and learn to advance spiritual energy.

We are just spiritual animals, at life’s dance,

sharing pieces of the same spirit in contrasting circumstance.

We attract and radiate energies that affect life and soul,

with feelings and notions contagious, like the common cold.

Forgiveness is wise and prayer helps regardless of our god,

while religions can cause conflict and isn’t that odd?

The spirit rules the animal when compassion overcomes instinct

and caring collaboration advances life, with all symbiotically linked.

We are just spiritual animals, evolving with a mind,

similar blends of body and soul, but each one of a kind.

Choices influence growth and shape identities of the moment

with goals driven by instinct, spirit, and levels of development.

Challenges are opportunities to nourish our true essence

with worthy intent and gracious spirit, while open to life’s lessons.

Spiritual love has value beyond other wants and deeds,

for animals will die, but love prevails as spirit proceeds.

I’m just a spiritual animal, but my time is nearly thru.

My life now holds more meaning when I’m living it for you.

I hope I’ve paid it forward with memories too many to tell;

I cherish the loving moments and learned lessons from tastes of hell.

Before my body turns to dust in reuniting with the physical realm,

my spirit may reconnect with ancestors and loves already gone.

But anticipating death’s reunions has a surprisingly silly part,

for reuniting within either realm is senseless because we’ve never been apart.