How deep does the soul go?

How deep does the soul go?

If I am ever able to touch the bottom I feel as though I will cry. 

Because I’ve been longing so deeply to feel its warmth. 

I can feel it close when I hug the ones that I love like I am home. 

I wonder does it know me? Does it love me? 

Does it see me when I use its power to proclaim truth with pure love?

It comes and goes comes and goes. 

I hope one day that it and I will be able to stay together for a long time. 

When I am sad and feel that it has left me forever, it approaches me gently as I stare out to the view. 

It tells me, I’ve always been here. 

But I never understand what to say. 

How can that be when I was alone as the stars fell into my eyes and poured into the oceans. 

I would never let myself suffer more than I need to, would I? 

Ever so softly, it reminds me that I am alive and to be here is to cry. 

But I plead it to take away all these fears and tears because I can’t feel anything when I am here. 

It lifts my head and says, you were always meant to experience the abyss in which you find yourself. 

Otherwise you wouldn’t be here being yourself. 

Our being is to feel these emotions.

There is no greater power than love’s fire which clears away all the turbulence to then bliss. 

Whether it repeats in seasons or from sun until moon, you’ll be back to your home soon.

• AI art done by me.