Spirit Of HEN

SPIRIT I saw the spirit washing his feet in the waves by the bay, Beneath the moving clouds in the sky that day. It contemplated life, And saw the universe through spiritual eyes, Like the world in his mind, Spheres turning with time, As if time was turned by his watching itself, And the clouds were the dew from his mind. If I could only see through his eyes, If I could only know what he knows for myself, My world would be fixed, And the world would be fixed, My thoughts, my prosperity, my health, And this world of others would not seem so seperate, But a unified force, If I could only capture this spirit for myself.