The Spirit of the matter
At night in the dark let your inner light shine
Like a candle of eternal flame burning forever In cosmic spaces
Your soul has seen these thingsÂ
It has known thingsÂ
Let go and learn to fly on these wings
The world is yours and you are the worlds
The great mother calls in dreams and strange feelings
Bright blue eyes and nightmare iniations
A falling into darkness and the beautiful morning
These things these great mysteries
Pave the way a great stairway to heaven
If you are but silent and will listen
 The cosmic word will speak within
Then perhaps God willing in time you will grow
And know and know and know until you've seen
And you know no more
Only then can spirit truly redeem matter
A poem by Liam Herdman
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The spirit of the matter seems to me a very good definition to define the human soul. A poet sought it in and out of your body without being able to never find it, not knowing that his soul was lodged in a look inside. After the night nightmare is always waking up and the spirit of the matter takes form in the resplendent light of morning. Greetings, I love the composition, but in a very special way, I love the title of the poem, I though I am endless writings, care much the title of a letter, a poem or a simple post.
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