Untouched is the soul that lies

Beneath the material strife;

Unscathed- free from daily pains

Harboured on the docks of life

Untouched is the soul that rests

Amidst the war of the mind;

Relentless in it’s fight-

Strengthened by a Transcedental kind

Untouched is the soul that stands

Amongst the ordeals of life;

Unbudging least in it’s poise

To overcome the pierce of a knife

Untouched is the soul that waits

And waits till time ripe;

To break free from bonds of suffering

To set forth it’s upward flight.