Soul

My flesh houses my soul

My body acts as a vessel

My glass eyes are the window to viewing my soul

As I look into the mirror and study my soul

I see..

My memories

Snapshots of my life that have moulded my soul to what it is

Imprints..

 That has left marks of experience on my soul

I glare deep into my soul and realize it is old and travelled

That it has been worn by many others in the past

It has many different puzzle pieces of people

That Now,

Have been reincarnated to form me

My soul’s existence will become part of

A Future form of another’s soul

And when they look into the mirror

To dip into their soul

Their they will find

A part of me Living inside them