A Souls Travel. Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A quiet mind, a gentle breath,
The body rests, a peaceful death,
But something stirs, a light within,
A journey starts, where it can begin.

The soul takes flight, a spirit free,
Beyond the world, for all to see.
It leaves the flesh, a silent guide,
To realms of wonder, deep inside.

No chains can bind, no walls can hold,
A story whispered, brave and bold.
Through inner worlds, it starts to roam,
Finding its truth, before finding home.

Sometimes it feels like pure delight,
A boundless love, a shining light.
A higher plane, a clearer view,
Of what is real, and what is true.

It's not just dreams, or sleeping deep,
But awareness waking, secrets to keep.
A spiritual quest, a journey made,
Where the soul is learning, and is not afraid.

Or maybe it's just what we feel,
Our deepest thoughts, our memories real.
Moving along, at their own pace,
A gentle flow, in time and space.

A shift of self, a knowing glance,
A cosmic dance, a second chance.
The soul travels on, forever bright,
Exploring it all, with all its might.