Thursday, November 10, 2016


                   The soul, the spirit animus that gives
                   Vitality to everything that lives,
                   Remains for all the ultimate mystery
                   Perplexing us throughout our history.
                   But what we wonder most is whether it
                   Continues in some realm where angels sit,
                   A spiritual zone beyond this habitat
                   Transcending all that’s sensory and that
                   At best imagination might conceive,
                   Though none of our five senses may perceive.
                   So I’ll imagine now, as many have
                   Before, what to our terrors may bring salve:
                   Salvation does indeed await our souls,
                   And seeking that’s the highest of our goals.