The Soul: A Poem

By the wind
it is free to move
By the sky
it is boundless
By the water
it is free to explore
By the rain
it is purified
By heaven
it is given hope and dreams
By man
it is confined and given limitations


 
Comments 1 - 6 of 6  
Comments
Type in Your Comments Below

Very beautiful! :-)

Posted on 04/25/2008 at 12:04:59 AM

Very clever---trapped in our bodies. Great poem, Merry Christmas.

Posted on 12/19/2007 at 1:12:10 PM

With God there are no limitations but man puts constraints on what can be done.

Posted on 12/19/2007 at 1:12:06 PM

Very true. I love it!

Posted on 12/19/2007 at 7:12:08 AM

The last line is soooooo true. The physical body being a limited container that restricts the flight of the constant ascension of the soul, only leaving room for separation in the realms of dreaming......sweet dreams!

Posted on 12/19/2007 at 1:12:44 AM

This is really good. Nice work.

Posted on 12/18/2007 at 6:12:30 PM

Comments 1 - 6 of 6