Soul Reflection

Soul Reflection Struggling every now and then trying to pass my own inspection. Looking through the cracks I see my own souls reflection. I hear its echoes in the day I hear its cries at night. While looking through the cracks I see as it sits down to write. Oblivious to me at all or that I'm even there. Or maybe it knows everything? It simply doesn't care. I see it bending as it turns as if to look away. Looking through the cracks I wonder will it break today? My eyes become so weary it's time now I must sleep. Looking through the cracks I see as my soul starts to weep. I long to reach out to my soul and ask why must you cry? Looking through the cracks I see it's much stronger than am I. For words are tears for now unborn not a sign of being weak. And tears are words for now in wait until their turn to speak. Edwin C Hofert