i asked my Soul.. "why do you speak out of turn ?
All that i have learned and unlearned
with my bonds and possessions..
You reprimand me continuously...
like the pesticides that shrinks the worms
into a crumbling pile of dust...
you infest my Harvest of collections
that i Love so much..."
There came an answer from my soul...
in a whisper that was loud enough:
"No matter what i will never give up... the interruptions that you feel,
For i know i am caged within your pesticided being,
i never give up till i am caged within
until each cell in you is not drenched with the melting snows of Love,
Each path you tread in destiny is one where i can rest in tenderness,
Do you ever think thus with your unforgiving mind?"
i said to my reprimanding Soul... "I will Try.."
"Aah" said my Soul... "Journey with me to those aching heights..
unto the Flight of LOVE.
Two Lovers... You and I and no one else in sight..."
So silently in the darkness of my slumber, i now feel the warmth within,
That evaporates into splendorous haze and misty ways...
Just Me and my Soul.
- Alka Pandya