Soul
Liberates in fragile dreams and thoughts…
Rows in seas, fearless
Dances with light that into new days breaks
It rests on the age that is yet to come
It is the music that life makes
It hails from the enchanted forests of immortality
Rises like smoke; careless and free,
far away..
It breaks and recreates
It rebels and rouse
It is beautiful and boundless
It can't be contained
It can't die away
It is the ceaseless joy of childhood that roams bare foot on roof tops,
Basks under the sun
It is the kite that soars to infinite spaces
It is the creativity of life,
Perfect symmetry of divine mystery
It is the artistic passion
It is the breath of undying beauty
It is the mystic shadow of dusky day
It is Master's reflection,
It is calm as the sea
It is not a captive of your body
Nor a prisoner of your narrow thoughts
It can't be contained
It can't die away…
poem by Lama Abbas
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