Breathe Love- 1997

The Spirit rides bare-backed the Soul,
Appending, the shining aureole;
Within his grasp the ego's scroll,
Beneath his feet, the temporal.

With armor bright -
The love of God;
He finds his seat -
That rise and fall,
Between Heaven,
And this glorious World.

Heaven be,
To whom heaven does!
Take heart,
Breathe love,
And never trust in doubt,
Dear ones.