Soul

I am wandering, lost in a
forest of confused thoughts;
searching and hoping to discover 
the composition of who I am.

I am curious about what 
I will find, what it will mean, 
and I'm little frightened about 
discovering that hidden part of me.

I can see my image but
my soul is hidden. I wonder, 
is soul a part of self? 
Are they one and the same?

I wonder, do ghosts dwell
within these temples we
call our bodies? Are they
also a reflection of self?

Does this explain our spirit? 
If so, are we responsible for it? 
Can it sin if  it is a 
part of our inner self?

I need enlightenment to
understand this dimension
of the great spiritual mystery
that connects us to our soul.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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