Thursday, July 25, 2013

Road Map of the Soul

painting by Andrew Wyeth

"The windows of my soul I throw
Wide open to the sun."
~John Greenleaf Whittier, My Psalm

We must truly bear our soul butt naked to the world
 if we want to behold truth's vision upon our path.
Yet we shroud it with robes and veils like Muslims do a girl,
suffocating the bosom of all the answers we ever longed to have.
For a welcomed visitor cannot enter into a fortress locked up tight,
nor can a wealth of knowledge be payd for by bounty of the poor.
Yet we search for fulfillment with eyes that have no sight
trying to attain an answer we keep holding hostage for a cure.
This life is a journey that each soul must ride solo with no map
 and the directions cannot be given at the nearest corner store.
So we chase meaning unknowing to what lies ahead and what has passed
for our quest for purpose is not found beyond the horizon but at soul's core.