so.. I am a Soul in a Body.
Sometimes I am not aware or plain forget that I am a spirit.
I get ‘CAUGHT UP’
in the pain in my back, my tiredness, my emotions, BEING PHYSICAL…
I seem so small in the face of the universe, just a microcosm seeming so unimportant
Could I be a ‘Mirror Of?’
a Reflection of the Entire of Physical Universe?
a Microcosm Implies a Macrocosm, Part of a Larger Piece. The Same.
The Soul is Eternal, so I’ve Heard, NEVER DIES.
I found myself scared, last night, of my Soul NEVER DYING.
When I was younger, a child really, I believed that DEATH WAS FINAL,
Your Body Dies, and You are
GONE, DONE, OVER WITH, POOF!!
so I came to grips with it. My suffering would be over..
the Prospect of My Soul,
LIVING ON AND ON.. AD INFINITUM..
Me = Microcosm/Macrocosm and in AWE OF THAT!
There lies- somewhere in my ladder looking DNA-
a room, a window where
Life in it’s Totality Plays, Exists, All Things Happen in Bizarre Complexity,
an ANCIENT PLACE BUILT IN THE CORE OF MY GENETIC STRUCTURE.
It is THERE whether I am aware of it or not,
because I get wrapped up in thinking about my backache, my next cup of coffee, my silly fears..
Maybe I get to Visit There When I Sleep, living a Waking Dream, doing a Night Waking.
(or perhaps.. i am just another psychotic, i grin)
These never dying souls, Spirits loosed from the Body..
My Dad, My Mom, My Grandparents, My Close Friends..
I gain comfort knowing their spirits are eternal,
THEY ARE WITH ME, NOT GONE, NOT JUST DUST..
Makes Me SMILE.
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