One Soul

I hear but one soul cry out in the dark.
A moment is taken before I realise this one belongs to me.
The soundless sound lasts just long enough -
To make its' mark.

Then once more I turn and begin to pray.
To a god who was once lost to me and mine.
And in that prayer I say all I that have to say.

This is the god that was in the' beginning',
The god that made man and put soul to form.
The one and part of us that brings such peace, such longing.

To return to a state of mind not body,
Where I and all others sit beside and within.
The creator, the creation-
The whole and the part,
That is pure and needs not the physical, the body,
Just the soul and the heart.

Email: Talied