When Souls Cry
Uncanny the feeling how
my soul knows yours
It was in a silent
dark emptiness
when yours cried out
mine answered
Waking my very being
from a deep slumber
How do I rationalize
the call of one soul
to another
beckoning to mine
It's pull like that
of the moon
on the earth's water
each night
enticing it, compelling
mine to respond
As if they held a physical
link of some kind Inviting
me to come to you
As if perhaps they
had lived in another
life together
In another
lifetime happy
and their cries are
their way of saying
they only want
what once was
Copyright © Brenda Chiri | Year Posted 2019
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