2/08/2011

~ An Old Soul ~
















An old soul am I.

Old as Greek Mythology,
Yet,
Older than the foundations of the sea,
Still,
Older than creation.

An old soul am I.

If you were to peer into an old soul,
What would you see?
What thoughts thought through eternity?

An old soul am I.

Long journey that illuminates questions,
Altered philosophical states,
Moving consciousness in a collective,
Adrift in an old souls mind.

An old soul am I,
Traveling in an old soul.

~ William Wooding ~ ©

1 comment:

  1. Good poem, with an interesting outlook. I love the look of your site, it is quite mystical:)

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