Whispers of Souls
Every soul is a whisper of the Universe
A soul is invisible, it is like a breath of air,
A wisp of smoke that can disappear.
Where do these whispers of breath live?
They live within us from beginning to end.
That soul that is drawn to you,
Could be your mate, soulmate or friend.
The soul is always the same,
Regardless of the creed, sex or the name.
The soul is just a breath of the Cosmic Creator.
The soul may falter in life and take a blame.
A mission of a soul is not always clear.
The soul may prosper or wallow in its shame.
The soul dwells like a smoke,
In the body that it has in this life on earth,
From the moment of its divine conception,
To be gifted life from its beginning at birth.
The soul dwellers of space are travellers in time,
From birth to death, we are part of a cosmic rhyme.
Every soul that has walked and will walk,
On this earth since the moment of its birth,
Will always be like a candle within its mortality,
While it contains its soul divinity to eternity.
Yet, a soul can be black, white and tarnished in fire,
As it lives on earth and quenches its every desire.
Is there salvation for every soul in this world?
That is the mystery and the enigma for eternity.
The soul can live its destiny in the world we inhabit.
It can rise to great heights or make evil its habit.
It is impossible to see the goodness in souls,
That are like diamonds that arise from coals.
