Soul Food For Thought
Never to be spent, only saved,
Its question has mirrored the mind of man.
As a celestial battle seeks ownership,
Measuring qualities the best it can.
It appears to be contested throughout
A lifetime, no matter length or reach.
With victories rarely mentioned, yet
Lessons remain for those to teach.
Often times, it may be lost to a void
Or chaos, where it may be crippled if found.
Where the wounds must be tended to,
And that soul can rebound.
Copyright © Timothy Mattson | Year Posted 2021
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