The seven journeys of the soul
Break seven seals till then untold
For heaven is the seventh goal
That is when the spirits whole
In searching for that white feather
We need skins of toughened leather
On the balance of truth to meaure
Heavens gate is what we treasure
To communicate do not make a sound
Keep both feet firmly on the ground
Use the power that we are taught to share
Speaking only through thought transfer
To take on then this role anew
Stick to the path as if with glue
See this world from a different view
With Spiritual auras of every hue
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