Soul

Depth, Darkness, Living soul The thing which moves us Motivates, loves, hate, shines Beauty of the soul, its attitude Abundance of many abilities What is it that it thrives To where it pulls its life Soul, unexplain roller coaster ride Heart, main vessel of life Blood red runs through its veins Love, where must it come from For who are we except existing Breathing only air in life's planets Maker, alien or mystical Soul, even life can't kill it But only we can change it