The Soul Is The Size Of The Well
Have you ever visualized the depth of the well and fall upon the mirror to your soul as well?
For the trickling sound of the thin water
Rolling down the well
Its voice came down the line as clear as a ringing bell
The soul is like a bell-shaped flower
The sound it makes is meshed over with Gifted shower
The energy of its every immatured bud is beautified with potion of divine power
The heart itself is the size of the ocean
The sound of its beats send blood round Every atom of the body in motion
The mind is the size of the winged imagination
The cell that carries information within the brain and other parts of the body,
Making them able to be aware of things, to think and feel…
Flight is the touchstone for the soul
Gifting it with well of imagination
To reign on the whole
The sound of its trickling water has the size of the narrow top of glass flask
Like the depth of the well being unveiled of its disguised mask
Drinking from the fathom of the well,
Heighten your soul to the level of a caged sheperdess who has just come out of her shell…
Jenayah Hela
@Spiritual Poetry
19/09/15
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