The soul i llike the flower,
Wants to blossom.
It need alive
Water to grow.
The soul wants light,
love and warmth,
So that only the joy 
Could live there.

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	Let the soul becomes the garden,
	God is the gerdener there.
	He will save the garden from the storm
	And from the troubles.
	God will fill your soul 
	With live water,
	And the soul will sing,
	Like the birds in the Paradise.

Soul blossoms 
when God is there,
He gives the soul 
His light.
He gives the soul
Warmth again ana again,
Than there is love, 
And it blossoms.