By Kimberley Pearson
Are you trying to win the world
Young soul
Are you trying to be viewed as beautiful
Young soul
What do you think is spiritual
Young soul
Is it to win the world and be beautiful
Is that what you want your spiritual contract to be?
Do you want this world to want you and to love you?
Tell me
Where does it say that in the Bible?
Does it say to be worshipped and beautiful
Oh, is this the first time for you
Never a god or goddess born before
Covered in gold leaf, gold dust, like a statue
Days of yore, days of ancient souls
When you return to heaven
Will the powers that be ask you to take a new role, in which you can exploit people again?
Young soul
For whom the bell tolls
Tell me young soul what can you know
Of old souls
And days of yore
Will they look for souls who look better than anyone else
Who try to primp and preen to be worshipped
They cover themselves in diamonds and gold
And are hailed as gods on earth
Look the young souls say
Look at them they are getting ahead of me
No one can outdo me
I am a lover of self and I need people to love me
Will the powers that be
The great counsel
Will they look for young souls on training wheels
For new lives so they can look better than everyone else
Tell me
Will they seek themselves again
Selfishly
Bring every bit of self to me
Will they seek more money, more fame, more love from people
Will it be a life for lovers of self
All the young souls love themselves
They haven’t seen their own reflection before
Perhaps they will need a fainting couch
A dramatic exclamation of unfairness
They love to be the center of attention
Will they enjoy self-worship?
Will they want people to think of them as a main attraction
Look at the new arts in sex that you invented
To the wild days of old, you pale in comparison
Tell me what you have taught the old souls
Have you invented something new under the sun?
What is new?
What can you teach the old souls?
Were you there at the parties?
Revelling
Without religion
About what do you boast
Was there a feast that you weren’t a part of
Now being with one partner is the just the thing
What of the arranged dalliances
The dances lit by moonlight
When you have done
Everything under the sun
When you have outlived everyone
Find something of meaning to do
That is not all about you
Have you had a harem following you
Did you beckon a goddess to visit you?
Oh young soul, what folly for you
Can you tell wisdom from silly woman
The ancients know more than you do
The ease of tantra and the karma sutra
Don’t be fooled
There is nothing for you
There is no well here.
To drink from
Old wisdom is not for young men
On quests and pilgrimages
Of no spirit for the young souls
They can still count the moons of their existence
They don’t know the old constellations
It is written in the stars
The births of kings
The great events
You try to fulfill yourselves
Because you are attractive you are worshipped
But you feel empty don’t you?
That is the right way to feel
For a young soul to move to an old soul
The soul must do the right things
Agree to the right lessons
Yes, you have gained life
But not spirituality
How am I doing? ?
How am I doing?
They wonder ?
Some people wander the streets of old cities begging
For their next meal on spiritual quest
Not looking glamorous
Not being beautiful
Heads shaved for spirituality
Free of all vestiges
Wayed down by
Material things
Tell me
In your spiritual quest through sex
What have you done that has not been a dance in the desert ?
What new things have you invented for sex
Old souls knew every trick
They invented it
Young souls learn from them
Without tantra and spiritual energy
Look at them clamour for spiritual things
They think same sex lovers is just the risqué thing
What of Greece and Rome pray tell?
Oh just an invention of this century
You try to learn and think that everything you do is an old thing
Those from the days of yore yawn
When is the next dance in the desert ?
Look at the young souls drinking from pretty young souls
Who don’t know much at all
But how to thrust themselves out
In front of the world
Look at the folly of the young who think others are innocent
What new-fangled thing have you invented under the sun?
This world is a cornucopia of things to explore for the young soul
Young soul what can you teach us?
We laugh at your arrogance
Young soul, what can you teach us?
The young souls claim to be old in their sin
They consider sin to be wisdom
Not just for young souls who crave attention
They can’t be upper class
They don’t rule the world
They choose pretty over wisdom
Because they don’t choose a long game
They think they have something over everyone
Yoni to Lingam connection in heaven
Tell me young soul
Who do you presume to think you know from days of old?
Laughingly the old souls smile down on you as you are learning
Look at the young souls
They try to interrupt the spiritual path of the old
Whatever they set forth to do
Not for them but for the world
For life is not about them
That they learned long ago
Oh, look at the young soul
Can you see through their plans ?
Tell me what on earth could they be thinking?
Hair stands on end
This is not a song for religion
Spirituality has been developed over time
What of God in lands before Christendom?
Did we worship the constellations?
Who is to say that one path is right for all?
Rulers fall down prostrate before the Lord of all
What folly for those who don’t know yet what to do ?
Have they explored a new continent?
Are they still innocent?
Do they climb ancient walls?
Are they dancing in the desert for the first time?
The Great Counsel
Who are the ones bestowed with great gifts next time
Who are the hosts of heaven cheering on?
Who is chosen?
You be the first; I will be the last
I don’t need men to say I am beautiful
Or to tell me what my duty as a woman should be
Tell me young soul
What can you teach us?