Wounded Soul

~ Wounded Soul ~

Gurgling waterfalls humming beautifully

Indulging my solitary self

The song of mother earth gently caresses my heart

Leaning on the imagination in my mind

Dancing to the ballerina's tune of a beautiful swan realizing a sad heart

Atmospheric waves embrace me

Stripping every curve of my body looking for a wound called loneliness

While enjoying the soft caress of the sunlight that slowly peeks through the curtain of fog

Realizing gratitude in every breath

Enjoying the rest of life even with wounds that stick like a tattoo

The morning sun shows a divine smile

Encouraging the wounded soul

Playing with hair in the breeze

Tightness in the chest disappears

As if inviting me to realize

I deserve to be loved

Although imperfect full of wounds

©poembyselly

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