The soul has no length, width, or height;
no space limitations, lie within;
if seen; it would appear as a Light;
it’s the seed where a life begins.
It’s a seed of pure righteousness;
as intricate as any flower;
spun from Universal Conciousness
containing limitless power.
Sharing power of the Master’s thought;
the seed fashioned the image of man;
Light flashed; and life was wrought;
and the creation of all life began.
Corruption of man, created a threat;
the seed of power was divided by two;
the Master exhibited sincere regret;
a limited power would have to do.
Whatever’s conceived in the garden above;
became a physical world below;
the weeds in the garden, crowding out love;
forced them to prosper and grow.
Energy from the soul will never die;
for it is the life, given from above;
upon it’s powers you may ever rely;
for it, comes from the Master’s Love.
The soul, and a body, will soon divide;
and the soul create a new body, again;
a new face, and new body is implied;
and a new life, waiting to begin.