Al wrote this poem for last Sunday Morning Service where we spoke for the First United Spiritualist Church. Hope you enjoy it! Love Jeanne
The Sleeping Soul
Inside us all is treasure known,
Yet without the key tis but stone.
With fear of truth, we hide willingly,
Sleeping beyond the vail,
While only seeing mindful things, not soul,
Of truth and wisdom stale.
In life’s journeys, those lessons learned,
Soul wisdom is rarely earned.
Instead we buy the modern patter,
Taken in by all the glamour.
Belief that life is a superficial thing,
No reverence of soul we bring.
Thus another self so hidden and lost,
Lies sleeping in the keyless box.
Without desire, those fiery yearnings expressed,
Such secrets remain beyond our grasp,
And few know how to break the clasp.
So little known as binds we mask.
Though the treasure within lacks earthly value,
And the mind will not find its muse,
Without soul’s sacred clues.
There comes a time in all our lives,
Where insight true comes anew.
Bringing with it soul’s knowing’s true.
Freeing the sleeper from shadows confined.
Knowing that it’s not too late,
To seek beyond that common gate.
Buy slipping through our daily frame,
We dare to challenge the earthly game.
Finding within a limitless place,
igniting the fire of eternal grace.
Those old ideas shattered there,
Where life and love flows as soul is bared.
The rose of truth lying in the box,
emerges fresh from prayerful thoughts.
With this, the soul’s treasure releases its bind,
With God’s eternal truth not far behind
Blessed Love is what the soul seeks.
Knowing that vital place within completes,
It’s eager rush to God’s embrace.
Where Love holds in place,
The opened door to Divine Grace.
There is no better time than now,
To release the illusions mind has claimed,
Fleeing from that common game,
As wisdom of the soul explained,
No deeper truth than soul remains.
God awaits your eager call,
Unlocking treasure all.
A prayer, a longing, so freely given.
With arms outstretched and soul reborn,
Take your time to feel the rush,
Of soul awakened awash in love.
The secret of the soul revealed,
No longer is its treasure sealed.
The sleeper awakens, and joy abounds,
In God’s Love the truth is found.
Al Fike
July 7, 2018
