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3: 14:  The Soul's Mirror

Excerpt 14 from Journal 3, 'The Garden Of Truth'
  - From 'Journals To My True Love, Part 1'


                    The soul pines to see itself
                    mirrored in another….
                    When it does,
                     it is ecstatic and liberated…

                    The soul wants this so badly
                     that it creates it…
                    It takes one it loves
                    and stretches the truth about him/her…

                    It is ever forgiving
                    of it’s beloved’s shortcomings…
                     It is blind to
                     his/ her faults…

                    The soul creates the perfect love
                    like a bird building a nest piece by piece….
                    It hopes the branch it rests on is sturdy and strong
                    and that the wind doesn’t blow too hard….

                    The soul looks for signs, ways to actualize itself
                     so it doesn’t feel so alone….
                    It forever searches for it’s mirror in another….
                   When it finds it, it cannot let go and won’t …

                    It maintains the bridge in hopes
                    it will one day cross it…
                    It prays day and night for the day
                    to offer itself to the other and rid itself of itself…

                    It never tires of hoping and praying
                    for true love and true mirror reflection…
                    It loses itself in the process…
                    The ego falls away and dies…

                    The conquests are forgotten….
                    Rationality succumbs to hunger
                    for what the soul desires…
                    This replaces the bodies carnal hungers and desires….

                    The soul becomes the body and it’s processes
                    become secondary to the souls longing for love….
                    The single human life becomes arbitrary
                    and without purpose…

                    Once the soul gets a glimpse
                    of itself in the mirror,
                     it realizes it’s true potential;
                     to share and merge with another….

                                     .....
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