my soul has wandered onto the path
of where my heart has led it, forthwith,
to reside in this temporal existence
encased in this incarnate being where
the sensoria dictate
where eyes are enticed by aesthetics
while the rooted toes of trees are tickled
underneath by tributaries of the seas
and fauna sleep under nocturne lights
then awaken to scurry about in embrace
by the sun and the day’s delight
the soul in its transcendent path may care
little of this mundane sojourn but my heart
shall tarry on and cherish the gift of this life
it’s been afforded, though knowing not why
or what divine, will howl with the wolf in
appreciation and soar with the eagle until
no more
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