The works of art
that speak to you
have a soul.
The words that
reverberate for aeons
have a soul.
The acts that
touch you or hurt you
drive your soul.
The creator’s part
that is given to the creation
is a slice of his soul.
Your body is a tool
that enables enactment
of a divine role.
What perplexes me
is the creeping of negativity
in minds and bodies.
Is it camouflage,
a desensititizing cover
or just absence of soul?
Inspired by Writing Wednesday
https://angietrafford.wordpress.com/2017/03/08/writing-wednesday-8-march-2017/
