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Beyond The Veil

Beyond The Veil


During my meditation I have traveled through my mind
In search of this my own spirit where and how
Would I Find it hidden within this body of mine
Could it be hidden deep within me transparent Unseen
Even to my view or could its home be found in my heart
Then I heard a voice say start at the beginning
But where would this beginning be for me
Then the mist and the darkness was lifted
My mind became crystal clear all was there revealed
For me to see for I was watching my very own conception
Two cells becoming as one and that they contained my D.N.A
The building blocks of my life, the blue print of my life
Was there like a computer program waiting to commence
Its growing process for these cells contained the information
Of what I what I was to become, they knew what sex I was
What colour my eyes would be, what the colour of my hair
Would be and all this was taking place in my mothers womb
Here I would grow and develop safe and secure nurtured
Protected from the out side world, it was then that I realized
My spirit it grew with me for it was in every cell of my being
Recording every detail of my life's progress as it formed
Taking on its bodys shape the miracle of my birth
My life was unfolding before my very eyes till the time came
For me to enter into this world from my mothers womb
The day had come for me to emerge from my safe haven
And to start my journey in this world where I would learn and
Experience all that was good and evil now I would face and feel
All that this world had to offer me as I progressed through life
For now I know that I am spirit I no longer search for myself
Because I know that my spirit and myself are as one

R. F. HORTON