Soul

Hwa art thy soul?
Silhouetted by the kohl.

Much to thy discern,
Too bard to cajole!
Alas! as such,
Thy wandering soul.

Comparable much,
To sparkling gems.
Oscillating leaves,
Upon a stem.

Hwa art thy soul?
This much, shall I ask?
Not likely so much,
As a task!

Thy soul I presume,
Much brighter than fire!
Leading thy realm,
In hopes to inspire!

Alas! I shall deduce,
Leaving ye fellows,
With much to brood.

This journey is perpetual,
Nothing short,
Of incredible!

 

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Posted on Tuesday Platform @ Real Toads