The Energy Body

A cloud of energy totally surrounds;
the physical body, that we all see;
it’s where the soul may be found;
that which makes up you and me.

It’s the only part of life that lives on;
once the physical construct dies;
nothing can ever make it be gone;
it surpasses all physical demise.

It’s the center of everything thought;
emotions and feelings reside there too;
knowing all that we’ve been taught;
the physical body is mere residue.

The physical self is light, arrayed;
a projection of thought; an illusion;
for physical life is mere charade;
projected by light’s intrusion.

The energy body of the soul is at work;
projecting an image upon life’s stage;
many other souls, around you lurk;
evil ones seeking a battle to wage.

The physical body; a puppet on strings;
marching on energy’s commands;
all that we think; the puppet brings;
answering all Love’s demands.

The physical body; thought; left to harden;
a script; then becoming a play;
we think we’re acting to gain His pardon;
but God Loves us all, anyway.

Monty 2/16/21