The Real Thing

While still, I think of something real,
Something beautiful that I feel,
Begins at heart and grows from there,
Becoming something that is shared,
And in my mind I hold it fast,
Knowing that this dream will last
As long as I will walk this earth
In search of more of what comes first
Before the deeds, before the fruit,
Before the words that speak the truth,
Before the peace, before the hope,
Before the wonders I am shown,
Before the rising up above
Into a realm where all is love,
Your Spirit comes in to abide
Makes me new from deep inside,
Reveals the thing on which I dwell,
The Lord of mind and soul as well,
Existing at the source of light,
Author of the Spiritual life.