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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

28 Replies to “Soul”

  1. I agree with Sherry, the introspective ‘how are you soul?” is an important moment we take too rarely. Your last lines are so true – life is incredible. Lovely

  2. Tell it like it Iis was, Sanaa. I used to be a wondering soul. Motorcycle, long hair, hippy days. But my perpetual journey changed course after Mrs. Jim came.

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