“A Soul in Costume”
A soul floats in the brilliant vastness,
Moments before it enters Earth,
Upon entry it is cloaked in its guise,
Which is revealed upon birth.
A facinating costume this gift from God,
To hide the now unfathomable, divine soul,
In an awe inspiring garment of the human body,
So that it can fulfill it’s divine role.
Will Man remember or forget,
That concealed behind his coporeal eyes,
Is the soul that lies in purity,
Beneath the flesh’s diguise?
Will the costume be primped in vanity,
Will he squander the gift of life for naught,
Will he aspire to aquire temporal gain,
Leaving the soul empty and distraught?
Or will the truth of life be a remembrance,
The purpose of life his quest,
With every beat of his human heart,
Triumph over life’s challenges and tests?
The soul, obscured in its costume, gets polished or sullied,
As Man determines his spiritual destiny.
And his actions carve his soul’s perpetual fate,
Until it is called to its place in Eternity.