“To Love and to Gentle Souls”

My Soul’s wandering all day today…
She didn’t talk at all, she didn’t dream…
I asked “What’s wrong”- she wouldn’t say,
I know her well, I think, she’s falling ill.

No food, no sleep, no writing,
Just pacing in the back alone…
No dreams, no fantasizing…
My heart is worried for his Soul.

I shouted at her, she started to moan,
Uncontrollable tears are falling …
“Let her cry”, I said to myself,
"Tears are cleansing souls."

I touched her and looked in her eye,
Searching for hidden answers…
She looked through her tears and then replied:
“Don’t you see, I am dying from ...love!...”
May 6, 2008