Arise, O Soul!

March 9, 2005

And I in a moment of the soul's distress

Disastrously descended in darkness' core,

Drawn a willing spectator to please

The lower senses' needs and through the door

That opens wide to let the fallen in,

Was welcomed by the sly Iniquity

Who greets the wayward soul with mounting sin

And promises delights the pure can't see.

Once inside the caves of ignominy

Where light is pushed aside to sate the mind

And thrill the flesh with vital fantasy,

Trapping the soul as in a hunter's blind,

There seems no way to leave, no sure escape

From realms of the forbidden fruits of night,

Yet if the central being is sincere

A way is found, returning to the Light,

And one is lifted to those heights again

And from a transitory fall we rise

To greater heights acknowledging the pain

When we are stranded far from Paradise

And feel the loss as a mother for her child

Or the beloved spouse when Death appears

And all that we have known of bliss is killed.

Arise, O soul no more that darkness nears.