Spiritual

You flick it at the edge with your mind.
It spins and as you leave it to fall
Flat,
It Spins,Still,
Still, Fast, Faster, Fastest...
*
 A silver lake with no sky,
 Looking closer you're shocked to find,
 Someone Gazing into your mind's eye...
*
Only from the corner of your sight you saw it and found that
It had started shining...  
How you tried holding it,hiding it
Within the shallow shadows of your soul...
Alas!
'Neath celestial wings grown for the spirit to fly,
It shines,Still,
Still, Bright, Brighter, Brightest...

Thee Silver Coin.