29/09/2025
The Meaning of Soul
Author Unknown
I seek the moment in all its vapour—
The feeling to not know,
To be unsure,
The riddle of each sentence.
Nothing less,
Neither more.
A need to nurture,
An ache to love,
An abundant want
For the world above.
I awake in myself
To live a life full of emotion,
And in every experience
I give pure devotion.
I feel the need to create,
The urge to produce.
But at times I go wild—
I let go,
I get loose.
Is that such an ill-fated
Way for my end?
To not be myself,
To be fake or pretend?
One day when the horse
Comes to take me to death,
I'll always have love in my final
Last breath...
My last smile,
My last thought,
My last need to be whole—
It's all that I sought,
And that's the meaning of soul.
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