"Soul of one"

Soul of one. Soul of another. 

A smile, a touch, the caress of a word and they be joined. 

Never to be parted for one shared with another. 

Soul’s peace when both are near. 

Soul’s blessing when both share. 

Soul’s loss when another is gone. 

Soul’s rejoice when another returns. 

Soul’s anguish when another returns no more. I say to soul’s anguish. 

Your paths will always cross. 

Your souls to rejoice at that time. 

Your souls to be at peace. 

Your soul to be blessed. 

For once a soul has touched another it is never gone for long, only till a memory is recalled. In another time, in another place, yours will be joined. In the knowing of one, the growth of another is assured. In the knowing of one, the joy is shared. In the knowing comfort is attained. In so, souls anguish to diminish.

“Clutter”

I have a friend.
We seem to always be in the middle of things.
He fills spaces and I try emptying them.
The more I empty the more he tries to put back in.
Where does my friend come from?
In the back of this mind, where there is lots of clutter.
Wouldn’t it be nice if my friend took the day off?
Hey, then I can too.
Wouldn’t it be nice if my friend didn’t come back?
Hey, then would I need to be here?
Wouldn’t it be nice to teach my friend something new?
Like sorting the clutter first?
Like chucking out what I don’t need?
Like keeping the good and bad without the baggage?
It isn’t like I have infinite space.
It isn’t like I don’t need some time off.
It isn’t like I don’t have other things to do.
I call my friend clutter and my name is mind.
Oh, clutter; take my kind words and learn to get rid of things.
Then we could store more knowledge, love and experiences.
As we both love to take time off and enjoy life.
See you soon clutter, your friend mind.