The Three Selves Poem by john tiong chunghoo

there are three selves in us all
like a bell that rings, its cold
magical metal, that when struck,
embrace us with its beautiful sounds
this body is a bell that holds us
handsomely to the beauty of nature
cold magical metal that when struck
embrace us with its beautiful sounds
the body self, spirit self and the God self
all living in the same cocoon of rights
to the nature of their selves
the body's rights to breathe, live,
eat, grow, fall sick and die
the spirit's right to see beyond
the body, the timelessness of its realm
the spirituality of things
and the journey to live on when
when the body bids goodbye
the God self is the cupid of the spirit and body
so that the wedded live and recognise each other's strengths
the spirit self prays to the God self
whenever it needs some assurance its body
is the best of things and that the God self
is always around never moving away