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We are like planets,
each on its orbit,
and in a well set moment
we get in contact with each other.
We meet maybe once in a lifetime
and if the impact is forceful
we remain with the signs of our collision
and change our trajectory and orbit.
We are like beams which
have their origin in God
and are reflected in our soul
then glance off to another soul.
He makes a circle through us
and we are interconnected
through what God gives us;
it's like a ripple which passes
from God to me,
from me to you,
from you to others,
multiplying itself;
and we remain with the memories
of the beam's heat come
from the One that gives it to us.
One life influences another,
if only we were willing
to let ourselves used by Him
and reflect the beams of His light.
© Sabina Rosca
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