Soul
By: April Terry
Heart jumps,
Pulse quicken,
Body shakes,
Mind wonders,
A new adventure waits.
Soul wants to wonder too,
For it knows what it wants,
It knows what it need,
Even knows where it is.
And just how to get it.
But upon entering within its prison,
My body,
The knowledge its holds,
Is in another script.
Waiting to be decoded.
But when my soul comes in contact,
With what it desires,
There is no stopping it.
For a soul always gets what it wants in the end.