Embalmed in form

Here we are, in this lucid dream, shaped from thoughts we ourselves did stream; stoic our stance, free from fears that bind, as soul embalmed in body-mind. With rage, lust, envy and greed trounced and world of illusions renounced, we’re toward love and light inclined, as soul embalmed in body-mind. Nonchalant through life’s highs and lows, as flame of Christ in our heart grows, we play our life role as assigned, as soul embalmed in body-mind. Each form we see, has God within, so this is how our words begin, gentling thought, we make our touch kind, as soul embalmed in body-mind.