Triumph of the Soul

Unedited freewrite on the transcendence of time in writing.

There are some who accept their appearance as a manifestation of their soul

There are some who have no soul

But are emptied of everything but their appearance

There are some who deny their bodies have any connection to their soul

And they abuse both with neglect or overindulgence

And there are those such as I

Who acknowledge the connection between one’s soul and one’s body

But are confounded by the meaning of it

How to achieve a stronger connection

How one could synchronize each.

Is it one’s appearance that shapes personality

Or does our fate reside in our soul’s clutches

For indeed we clutch

Grasping blindly, violently, for control

But our soul’s surrounding toss us about  in a whirling dervish

Devilishly denying us what we seek:

Control over our appearance to the world

For our appearance is how we reveal our soul

Or so it was without non visual communication

Writing is one’s soul without its confining physical shell

Uninfluenced by the cage which is the body

Writing allows one’s soul to have control of the body

The body suddenly becomes secondary in the reader’s mind

Souls connect

Brash, blistering, hot words seep from one’s soul into the other

Connecting in a storm of words

But more than mere words

Pictures, ideas, colors, emotion, thought

All those things which compose the soul are thrust onto a physical thing

The page

The tool of the soul to reach another

Connecting in an instant

Transcending millennia of time and distance

Nothing is needed but two simple tools

Paper

Pen

Or two rocks, one a chisel

Or blood and a wall

And life is given to a thing which had none previously

Through this life it is allowed to act

To become

The operator connecting between two souls

Writing eclipses the body and the soul is allowed to grasp life’s reigns.

Author's Note

Unedited freewrite!

Reviews

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

I saw the title and thought, this is going to be good.. And though I am not right often this time i was..
I love this ...it is so true .. we connect through writing within our souls.. the physical is not thought of , seen..
What a lovely poem !!!

Chloe

[Coyote Poetry]

A very good free style. I like the points made in the poem. Too many people are blinded and fake. We must face the real world with a strong heart and mind. I believe writers are the key. We must keep the truth as the only way. Can't allow the world to be blinded by liars and story tellers. Last line were my favorite. complete poem was very good. Made me think.
Coyote

[Michael X]

the depth is amazing and the understanding strikes me as full of wisdom,
its nice to read a poem that not only draws the heart to ponder but edifies
the intellectual nature of the soul, and to what degree a poet can
contemplate, you've expressed this in an enlightened way, keep it up!

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

I subscribed to you as I am sure you have more beautiful poems and stories and I don't want to lose track as often happens here..