We live in very different worlds
The three of us in here
And what direction we will take
Isn’t always clear

We use our mind to guide our days
To plan a future bright
We use our soul to guide our prayers
And keep us in the Light

And then we use our bodies
And here is where we fail
The pain and ills distract us
Putting up a veil

Between our mind and spirit
Between our mind and soul
~ I almost said heart ~ are we in four parts
Is this knowledge, then, our true goal?

I’m being transformed by forces unknown
I’ve been in the forge a long time
The hammer is painful, the fire is hot
But the final Me Product will shine

What shape will it take, the new me to be
What brand new things are there to learn
Will the pain stop when He puts down the Hammer
Will the flame no longer burn

Oh, it will still burn as He hammers another
To make them take on their new role
How else to make tools but with hammer and forge
How else create a humble soul

Poem by Alice C. Bateman

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