SOUL:

LISTEN:

IT HEARS:

The tiptoeing gecko upon the window pane,

The silent screams of the gentle mute giraffe,

The coming of the floods before the first falling rain,

The smile of the unborn & the dead´s soundless laugh,

The desert dunes that quietly shift & glister,

The sun´s smile, the dewdrop´s birth & stars that blink,

The soft unheard voice of the moon-moth´s whisper,

The night snails chewing & the sipping of the birds as she dips & drinks,

It´s the soul.

SEEING:

IT SEES:

The unseen heat as it slowly burns & blisters,

The hour of unknown dying for one & all,

The womb within, knowing if holds brothers or sisters,

The distance judged before we stumble & fall,

The diamonds embraced beneath earth´s disguise,

The air riddled with chorus of unheard sounds,

The hidden treasures that betray men’s eyes,

The reasoning deep within the minds of hounds,

It ´s the soul.

SMELLS:

IT SMELLS:

The aroma of a day´s breath of fresh air,

The essence of life & the aura of man,

The odour of death, when stripped down bare,

The distant perfume of God´s vast plan,

The scents of waters in mountain streams,

The wafting air of the drifting kiss,

The tantalizing breath of exotic dreams,

The passing aromas of the ones we miss,

It´s the soul.

TASTE:

IT TASTES:

The almighty heaven & it´s manna sent,

The raindrops on drought´s thirsty plain,

The teardrops of the mother as she wept & bent,

The blood in the veins as it screeched in pain,

The uneaten morsel of the hungry child,

The promised kiss of the soldier dead,

The fruitless hunt of the prowling & wild,

The un-tasted flavours within your wary head,

It´s the soul.

TOUCH:

IT TOUCHES:

The softness of the angel’s wings,

The velvet cheek of the babe unborn,

The voice of the spider, as unheard, it sings,

The un-written page of love that is ripped & torn,

The heart as it lives & walks this earth,

The map of our destiny, as yet unseen,

The life & death from our very birth,

The very essence of all we’ve yet to glean,

It´s the soul.

SOUL:

The soul listens to all we do not want to hear,

The soul sees all we do not know is near,

The soul smells all non-existent perfumes,

The soul tastes nectar beyond tongues un-attuned,

The soul touches the un-touchable realm,

All un-reachable while we´re at the helm,

Listen-see-taste-touch your soul of old,

And you´ll unlock treasures abound & yet untold,

It´s the soul.