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If my soul could speak, and you know it can,<\/span>
Just as it can see and hear<\/span>
It would tell of a wondrous world<\/span>
That is near, so very near.<\/span><\/p>\n

If it knew, and you know it does,<\/span>
It would say what to do, just because<\/span>
Of the love it bears<\/span>
For me and you.<\/span><\/p>\n

If it could hear, and I\u2019ve said it could,<\/span>
It would listen, then burn away pride<\/span>
Draw its mighty sword and divide<\/span>
Light from darkness, bad from good<\/span>
And strive toward what it knew it should.<\/span><\/p>\n

Until Nirvana\u2019s gates stood wide<\/span>
And it was asked to come inside<\/span>
The world of oneness, to bow at the feet<\/span>
Of Him whom it has come to meet.<\/span><\/p>\n

With gratitude and grief for the past<\/span>
Reaching that gushing font at last<\/span>
Feel the wind through its hollow reed<\/span>
Escaping both ambition and need.<\/span><\/p>\n

Here is the shore of the ocean I named<\/span>
It is just as close as before<\/span>
But there is still a ladder to climb<\/span>
Still another door.<\/span><\/p>\n

Even poetry can\u2019t describe<\/span>
Those things that still lie hid<\/span>
If my soul could go, and you know it did,<\/span>
It would see these, too.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

by Raymond Joy<\/em><\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n

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