What was a soul
Before it became life
Nothing of the sort
that can be described
It exists in continuum
and perishes not
Whatever one's experience
it remembers all
Independent and unattached
It knows all
When it enters a body
it watches its walk
Not constrained by life
To which it is bound
One comes closer to it
distancing from worldly life
Raise yourself and become a soul
what you were before
in your original home
Unborn and unblemished!
Before it became life
Nothing of the sort
that can be described
It exists in continuum
and perishes not
Whatever one's experience
it remembers all
Independent and unattached
It knows all
When it enters a body
it watches its walk
Not constrained by life
To which it is bound
One comes closer to it
distancing from worldly life
Raise yourself and become a soul
what you were before
in your original home
Unborn and unblemished!
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