Water The Soul
From dirt we grew
And back into dirt we’ll go
Breath through our nostrils
for a forever fleeting moment
And then
Dirt again
It makes me think twice about the dirt under my shoe
That could me
That could be you
It’s turbulence in the belly
Because you know it’s true
Where the soul goes
Who knows
But the body
It’ll dissolve back into earth
It’s our destiny from birth
I suppose it doesn’t matter
What happens to our matter
If our soul floats on
But still
The idea of decay
It makes me ill
It’s a constant reminder not to sit sill
Feed the soul with the time you have above ground
For there is no 16th round in this ring
And if you feed the soul with your time
Water it to grow
Imagine where it’ll go
When it separates from it’s temporary home
-C.H.