Thoughts Of A Lost Soul..

I walked straight and narrow,

I walked far and wide;

I meandered solitary and alone,

I paced with strangers aside.

Never could I grasp joy in my numb fingers,

Neither could I ever sigh in contentment;

No romance for me in the arms of a lover,

No mother’s love caressing me in my ailment.

Worlds were in harmony & the Gods feasting,

& my soul was bleeding, one humble drop at a time;

Lightning struck; the lands trembled with wrath of heavens,

That rage soothing wounds of a lifetime.

The shredded soul stares as enlightenment creeps in,

I am not of this world; I do not belong in this age;

Born perhaps a century earlier, a mere mortal instead of mighty power,

Maybe a century late, an ignorant spirit in place of a sage.