Inside that Sheath

That covers our soul

Discomforts come as

Messages and,

Pictures that slide through

Our brains in a chemical soup.

Do we pay attention?

Where do we feel stress?

Mind? Body? Spirit?

Head, heart, muscles and tendons

Knit together

In an amazing framework.

Layers cover the depths

Of our eternal essence —

Skins as thick as a rhino’s.

Yet, this is a temporary place.

We move on from here

To another plane

Where our being,

Realigns with the Universe

And Love is All.

 

by Diane E. Dockum