The Spiralling Path Poem by Alexander Thomas

From the illusions telling fate stole,
To the inner glow of love and soul,
We travel on the path coiled from the heart,
To transcend the self to a fresh start,
The path winds and winds to a great height,
We stand taller and taller to reach the light,
To see the sublime awe of God's world,
As the spiralling destiny for us is unfurled,
When faced with adversity fear none,
To be one with all and all with one.