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~~~Communication of the Spirit~~~

Updated on November 26, 2013

When in this youth and feeling life's incomplete,In a dream i heard death knocking at my door...

Go Away!!! i cried, your not concrete!!!This isn't fair death knocking at my door...

Crying in the night i prayed to God let me live!!!

Within, at my corners square thrice i paudit in despair...

In a vortex a voice said to me: I take away and i give...

Misunderstanding head reeling i feel back in my chair,

I felt i had just started to live and understand life's goals...

Take one who is evil or one who dosen't care i cried,

Oh, but this is the plan to strengthen the metal of thy soul...

Body growing cold no one took my hand had i died?

At first i didn't know that this had taken place,

Until i turned and saw the lifeless body still sitting there...

Realizing consciousness had not changed as by some grace,

What was it then in the funny way it was arranged?

Could i return again by virtue of my mortal will?

Yes ! i would to strengthen the metal of the soul...

I see there is no real birth and no thing ever really dies,

I joined the ranks to sing life's mortal {/?/} cry...

This is a dream i had last night in awareness of the soul,

Preparing me to sing life's everlasting song...

Fred Wilson 1980


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