photo by The Fox And The Raven
"You are a beautiful soul hidden by the trench coat of the ego." ~Mike Dolan
If the flesh of this world
was as thin as the sheerest of gowns,
what of the soul would man's eyes see?
Would its essence penetrate through like a light
shining right into our own eyes
or float like air beyond our sight?
Could we see it dance embraced within our skin
or would it fly past our vision with us unaware?
And could one's hands clasp hold of it
and keep it in one place?
If possible would one soul touch another
like a caress of a lover's hand?
These are answers I long to hold
like soft satin within my hands
yet as the sheerest of gowns does
soon descend quietly to the floor undressed
so shall my questions go fallen
upon uncertainties profound fabric of silence.
You have posed some real questions here ... but can we ever find an answer?
ReplyDeletewhat an intriguing thought...if we could see the soul dancing within...i wonder how much different they would be between us....really cool closure on this as well carrie...
ReplyDeleteJust lovely Carrie..all these questions and alas we live a life time without an answer...blessings...bkm
ReplyDeleteSometime I wonder if we really want to know all the answers! A nice poem.
ReplyDeleteBlessed are your eyes because they see and your ears because they hear.
ReplyDeleteJust a perfect work Carrie. Perfect.
so much to think about here. lovely writing.
ReplyDeleteAs usual, Carrie, this is thought provoking.
ReplyDeleteThe silent hidden soul set free for all to see.
Do we carry our soul as luggage? Using what we need
Or is it the engine that drives us?
I have to agree with Karen
There's bound to be some dark matter flitting amidst the light.
Lovely write
You are the only one who could have written this poem Carrie. Your words are soul searching in every way. Like I seek stories, you gravitate towards hope and life's hidden meanings.
ReplyDeleteTruly beautiful! If only we could see deeper.
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