within this
ball of a world
i fear....
i die with fear
not like the body
...the mind
within this
ball of a world
i fear...
i die with fear
the body
feels the wind as a friend
it walks and breathes
in full confidence
not like the body
....the mind
it fears
it dies with fear
UNTIL...UNTIL
it befriends the soul
to realize
it is the epicenter
of this whole world
There is a world outside and inside.Communion with GOD is the glue that puts it together.
True, the soul as a whole is the epicenter of the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The sword can't slay it, fire can't burn Water can't wet and air can't dry Existence is the soul's sole concern. CP