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Spiritual Journey

Tears of the moon drop on spider web like honey dew The essence of soul in the dew Is true Like a masterpiece dreamer drew First is the orb then second is the edge of thought Then third, fourth and so on power the edge of thought Has brought All of powers by very Gods sought Last of them what it is to mind this is to soul Soul is second but third comes before the fourth until it reaches a goal Goal Of unlocking powers beyond mind and soul This harmony is conjured at the base But the growth increases according to power that has been put in place Its echoes shoot to space They create the root the beginning of a face Abyss by the root is not touched but nirvana shines from top to below Through abyss the soul will flow On the top of it is the Eye that with spellbinding beauty will glow It is the great falcon among flock where common bird is a crow

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