It’s not for explanations
Or discussions.
It can’t be seen,
Or touched,
Or even thought.
You don’t argue
With your hand’s percussion
When something happened
And it strongly hurts,
You don’t argue with your part -
It’s silly.
The same with soul -
It can be direct.
You can’t deny
That soul guides you really
And lets you know
Bigger
Than yourself.
Connection’s there
Deep,
Unseen
And strong,
Just one more thing -
Don’t let it wait
For long….
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