Wednesday, September 27, 2023

The Soul Speaks.

 


A poem out of an epiphany
Straight out of a soul that is snappy
A trail of thoughts in sequence
A trail of words from introspection
Long in solitude, a reflection
Each word in each sentence
A heartfelt thought from long introspection
To a faraway land the mind travels
To a distant shore the heart desires
The soul speaks through this body
Immersed in deep thought
Pondering each move
Moving to life's groove
A soul whose freedom can't be bought
The mind is a part of the soul
The body but a mere shell of atoms
I the soul can move in space and time
The body can wither and die
I the immortal soul can never die
The soul speaks from an epiphany
Silence is the embodiment of me

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