-- The Burden of the Soul --
John Herlihy
The burden of the soul lies in the breadth of its light,
Never to be wasted, never extinguished by the night.
The burden of the soul never more than it can bear,
A divine promise accepted in the form of a prayer.
The soul meets the world in the cloak of humanity,
The essence of the human being has no use of vanity.
The relativity of the world always brought to the fore,
The choice of good or evil always knocking on the door.
The lower soul succumbs to temptations of a weak mind,
Reveling in the sights of the world as if they were blind.
The higher soul seeks the straight path leading to bliss,
Beauty and truth on equal terms, wrapped in divine mist.
This tug of war woven into the intricate fabric of the soul,
The destiny of the soul written clearly on an ancient scroll.
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Copyright ©John Herlihy
Wednesday 11 November 2020
Ron
Love ya!
Jane