When our emotions run high 

We feel a tingle run up our spines

And across our brains

It is a method that most interpret 

Of feeling the soul.

It is the baptism of spirit

When we feel our bodies as a disconnect

And as a laughter

A feeling that is ours 

And yet not ours

Our Body is felt as our vehicle

And not as ourselves 

This physical world is a naught but a whim

And life is more than one could possibly imagine.