When Spirit and dust in you were mixt
The elements formed a ray humane
So Light’s perfection on earth could reign
Through all the worlds and the veils betwixt.
Spirit revealed itself in form,
In matter that bore like wax its seal,
The imprint of life, of Being real,
The archetype for souls to conform.
And at the end of appointed time,
Though dust to dust returns, Light remains,
As each soul its earned goodness retains,
Merging into the Spirit sublime.
-M. Ali Lakhani
