The Spiritual World is one of feeling,
Awareness of things not wholly defined.
The Spiritual World can leave you reeling,
Or you can leave feeling truly refined.

The Spiritual World is one of seeking,
Grasping at things only souls can retain.
The Spiritual World responds not to speaking,
Ask with your heart, and not with your brain.

The Spiritual World is a world of grasping
Words often lost in the gentlest breeze.
Enter into it faithful, yet gasping,
And you will leave it feeling at ease.

The Spiritual World is a realm of wonder,
A beautiful place for an innocent child.
Yet try to outthink it and soon you will blunder,
And stagger away even more defiled.

The Spiritual World is a Kindom of treasure,
With nothing worthwhile which you cannot gain.
Yet it's not meant to be a giver of pleasure,
Simply a comfort for all needless pain.

The Spiritual World is a place for all man,
Not just myself, but she, him and you.
Cradle and hold it as close as you can,
For the Spiritual World can save us all, too.

(Visitor)