To what degree is this entity an individual?
Spirit connecting with spirit; with afterlife,
the cosmic, ideals, values, hopes, and universal truths;
placing lost and found in the thick of things.
Balance secretly given to my peaceful continuation.
If a scalpel had a soul, slicing would be my eternal source,
unable to bleed without flesh as its armor.
Prudence, its infinite term in all activity.
Cool and blown with winds of prerogative,
immortal and immaterial essence
of life and death in breaths of reality.
I am transcendent; bathed in aliveness.
Separate from the body;
eternal living being,
distinct from the physical,
interchangeable with life forces.
Roaming hither and yon,
metaphysical and religiously bound,
I search within to see myself,
and Creator’s purpose for my existence.
My soul slumbers while limbs are active
but while asleep it finds paths of its own"
in unconscious dreams and fantasy of resurrected heart.
Logos, Thymos, and Eros gathering together for folly’s sake…