The soul, a lopsided
cathedral dressed in
flesh wanting.
A glass house stained
purple, by emotions,
Untamed, unsatisfied.
the soul confides
in her sister, the heart,
of hopes
that echo hymns
like light flowing through
her favored cracks.
MM
OSI
An interesting use of the metaphor.. I think though that soul has no siblings as his/her journey is uncharted ~
ReplyDeletea different look..!!
ReplyDeleteGrace: Agreed often the soul's journey is uncharted.
ReplyDeleteSandra: thanks for your comment.
ReplyDeleteOh, that was good! That last image is gorgeous.
ReplyDeleteVery interesting metaphor. Purple glass house!
ReplyDeleteI wish it was pink, color of love!
A beautiful piece.
Tuesday: thanks, OSI gives good
ReplyDeleteprompts.
Harshad: pink is a pretty color,
ReplyDeleteThanks.