Soul

From whence they come

There they will run.

Ought not to deserve but a blight

Those will appear in the night

Of strong none will survive,

Of weak those will fly.

Once a generation one is lost

Once a life in one held aloft.

In the skitter of time none will see light

In two seconds of time none will see light

In two seconds of time one experiences night.

A lifetime passes on each moment

As weakness appears with new life.

Of where does one come?

Of where does one go?

Can the thought of breath move dead sinew

Or in caverns form spirit of the dew.

None may trace its lifelong path.

None discovers what lays inside

No advance will trace,

No machine can try to give

No man will surely live

Apart from you,

Breath of Water.

Create into life

Each new born babe,

Give light to darkness

Oh you can alone, Oh Soul.

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