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Where Art Thou, O My Soul

  • I looked for you hither,
  • And  I looked for you tither. 

 

  • I scurried about in a panic-stricken slither,
  • As you waited quietly for me in my innards. 

 

  • You were not in the glitz, glamour, and shimmer,
  • Nor were you in my ego’s vigor.

 

  • You were not in the snap of a picture,
  • Nor were you in the polished figure.

 

  • You were not in the other and other and other,
  • Nor were you in the embrace of a lover.

 

  • Nonetheless, I rowed frantically up and down river,
  • My efforts getting bolder and bigger.

 

  • All the while, i did not hear you whisper,
  • That all i need do, is look in the i of the mirror.

 

  • And there you, my Soul, were delivered. 
  • Reunited once more we were, and i finally rested, exhausted and bewildered.

  • Let the beautiful fragrance of your Soul rise up and Shine!
  • Irena As I Am  and Mudryk, Soul Mates
  • 04/25/2018