Oh my soul!
Invisible you are
Intangible is your form
Though incorporeality assumes to shroud
The indispensability
of your place
Yet my full essence you embody
Should I be bereft of thee
Then there would be…no more I
But the lifeless carcass of what once was
Oh my soul!
In immortality you thrive
Immeasurable be your dimensions
How you stay bodied
In this biological shell of flesh
I cannot tell
‘Tis good in there you be
For what life power I feel
It from thee cascades
Oh my soul!
For joy I weep
At the remembrance of the day
When your voice I found
With dancing flashes of brilliant light
My life’s path you illuminated
Bequeathing on me
True freedom to live…
Estranged to impossibilities
Alas! Many poor souls I see
Unaware they be
Of how and what
Thine powers can be
‘Tis no wonder
With knowledge so grand
Lost on them
All their lives… they live
Trapped in a box…that is not there
Ovie Mordi, Copyright 2012
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