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Hungry soul (today – English, tomorrow – po polsku) – Pokarm dla duszy

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He must learn to speak from the soul
And never from the lips or even the mind.

He who speaks from the lips chatters.

He who speaks from an empty mind adds confusion to discord.

He who speaks from a full mind feeds the minds of men.

He who speaks from his heart wins confidence of mankind.

But he who speaks from his soul heals the heartbreaks
Of the world and feeds the hungry, starving souls of man.

He can dry the tears of anguish and pain.
He can bring light for he will carry light.

The language of the soul is ‘sacred’ language
And most beautiful…
It can only bring a benediction of glory,
For it is the language of the eternal spheres
And the language of Gods.

It is the gift of the Spirit known as the ‘new tongues’ …


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