The Way Of Spirit

Where there is no Light, there is no Hope, so Burn Bright when the Spirit is withered, the Spirit is defiled where the worn-out paths weary out the Soul seek solace Inwards, there where the Sacred Flame glows where Preeminent Fires burn, there One Must Go away from the Crowds, and Herds, and Roads when the ties of conformity go Unfettered the Wells of Life Spring Forth, Seek High for those Hidden Treasures The Way is Fulfilling; no words need spoke just as the river knows how "The Way" it flows and Strength is attained beyond the Upheavals of the Soul and the Fire erupts and all that is touched transforms to Gold, and there the essence of life shows No Remorse that it has Conquered, Vanquished, and Walloped the Dross and there the Quintessence comes forth and Unveils the Source that All Is Eternal, In This Take Note