A soul withot a body to claim it's own
Wanders through this life
Inhabitting who it wishes
Goodness spews forth from it -
The light is unbearable to mortal eyes

It takes who it wants and
Once touched, never left
That shell beomes life
- Becomes inhabitted with the ability to love

Peace reigneth from within
Brought forth by this wandering soul
A desolute visage it bears forth
- One that is unnoticed by the shells
Hated even for what it brings...

O' GOD THE AFTERMATH!

Of unshorn eyes from deadly lies
How terrible we might that desire to
Hurt another shell
Would that we might -
Adore one another
To allow in this wandering soul
How terrible that shells
- Become comforted by their ways
To the extent that the Soul is
- Despised for bringing healing

Redemption through perdition
A trial -
That tears our shells apart
Only to be -
Put back together
- Anew
- Whole
With, finally, at last
- A soul
- The soul

Amen