Why Does It Hurt
My soul feels pain, time and time again
When I hear of another soul suffering
How can this be fair I ask in my mind,?
That my life is good, even in my bad times?
Others have surpassed, all the things that hurt me!
Where then I ask would the fairness be
Why do they have to suffer so?
A gentle voice did whisper in my mind
When they left the spirit world behind
It was the things that they had to learn,"
Why so harsh"? I did reply to the voice inside.
"Their paths crossed others there they collide".
They had to learn of things from another's view
Or to teach others, that had lessons too!
Why do we have to learn so on this plain?
The answer came quietly to me again.
"We test the spirit only in this earth's domain
As a truely physical form it's not the same
You have set tasks, the day you are born
You enter the earth plain as you did before"
Why then are these things so hard for me?
That captures my mind and my liberty?
"The choice was yours and will always be
That you may become pure, in our eternity"
Is this then the fate of earth's human beings?
"Yes"! the voice said, "To become spirit feelings"
What are your values, in the place you are?
I have been told it's just a thought not far
"We strive to be pure, of mind and thought
Where love is the paramount thing taught
To try and tell you, as to what we become
Or how we live in a place that to some
Is impossible to let your present mind see
Just believe that we live in eternity"!
A beautiful light shone there within me
The reason then for us, all on earth to be.
To build a spirit, so pure with love, the reality.
Of life here and all the things that are wrong?
I walk with you on your journey, hold my arm
I will always protect your spirit from harm
With that it was the end of think talk
Just believe in yourself and with me walk