Following on from last week's piece of Welsh Celtic Spirituality, here is a piece about the Soul.
I am a flame of fire, blazing with passionate love;
I am a spark of light, illuminating the deepest truth;
I am a rough ocean, heaving with righteous anger;
I am a calm lake, conforting the troubled breast;
I am a wild storm, raging at human sins;
I am a gentle breeze, blowing hope in the saddened heart;
I am dry dust, choking worldly ambition;
I am wet earth, bearing rich fruits of grace.
I see old habits die hard…..having to produce something spiritual on a Sunday!