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 © Ed Coet | Year Posted 2008
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