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
Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2014
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