The Soul

gift_summer_6_23_09_MG_0035A soul can wonder

From branch to branch

Never finding a home

It does battle

With all it meets

But its light

Has barely shown

Then one day

It heard a whisper

And it stopped

And began to quiver

Like the leaves who

Stand alone on trees

Waiting for fall to come

This soul then knew

His place belonged

Right where the

Heart sang a

Soft sweet song.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd