BABY SOUL

BABY SOUL

I walk aimlessly

Through shadowed seas

Entwined in my thoughts

Like a dead living fairy

I see the grounds

I see the sky

I see my soul stuck

Within the world’s bounds

A cry, who’s that?

A thwack a thud 

Someone resisting

Resisting men’s thwart

I see a baby

Delicate and soft

With white pure light

In something dark and shady

A civil war it seems

The body and soul

The drops and ocean

The sun and beams

A need to be free

A wish to go

A greed of another

Falling leaves of a tree

But as the leaf descends

And kisses the ground

The tree is haunted

Of approaching dead ends

My thoughts a ball

Of wool and the cat

My soul mews

My ego standing tall

My soul pushes

Against my body

And I stop resisting

So out its gushes

Finally free

He breathes in

Warms up cuddles to himself

And again is the baby

~THE POETESS