Poetry: The departure of the spirit from the unborn child.
we live in a spiritual world
The invisible hand enter's the room
the unborn child inside the mother’s womb has died,
The energy that exist within the child body departs,
Collected by the invisible hand, the soul collector,
The invisible hand vanished with the soul,
The love that the mother holds for that unborn child doesn’t die.
The child who has passed away never loses that love,
And even though the invisible hand has vanished away with the soul,
The child consciousness carries that love wherever it goes,
And this love gives this consciousness a sense of joy,
A sense of courage and a sense of happiness,
That will carry the child spirit through his journey.
The mother who is left behind doesn’t realize that,
But the disembodied consciousness of the loved,
Is being sustained by the love the mother carries with her for the unborn child.
If we could just realize that we have not loved in vain,
But that this sincere love between two people,
Is that which beautifies our world and the world,
Of the loved one who has departed this life we would have
come to understand that "love" is the secret path to eternal life.