Soul Speak

Sans mind and body— who am I? Nothing, nada, no one— I am not I, Sans brain, I am mere flesh and bones Sans body, a graven image in stone; But mind, Ah mind, is of another kind Perceives the secrets of God of a supreme kind, There’s no concept of the soul without the mind The mind coalesces with the soul to find The sense of self, the concept of eternal mind— It’s the seat of human consciousness It’s a sight to see your way in darkness. Inconceivable, indescribable, transcendental, The concept of the soul is not merely accidental.