The Spirit of Being

Oh ghost, become one with your spirit, For the spirit is part of its soul, And the soul is that of its spirit; Simplicity is held to the meaning of our confession When mysterious a light so still Shone ore this ghostly dawn The rhythm of moral simplicity Did inspirer the worth of ones life, From the breadth of the meaning of that spirit To the structure of the intent of its worth; For a heart remains elusive as it beats While unknown is the spirit of its being Give us a framework to the course of our lives And what lay’s in the breadth of that spirit; Forsake the wisdom of the passage of time For time is the spirit of the soul; Till a ghost in the quiet of its solitude Gave direction to the path of its spirit By m. norton