The Soul on a Stroll
By BR Chitwood
The wild joy of children playing in the local park
on a sunny day…slowly becoming what it is
they will become…
Screaming sirens from fire trucks speeding by,
onlookers forming thoughts of calamity
and lives in peril.
The tempo of feet on the concrete sidewalks,
haste and slow pace going hither and yon
to destinations unknown.
The Soul strolls, watches the mundanity
of masses, empirically builds the lives of those
who most draw attention.
The Soul seeks to understand the actions and
cosmic purpose of all It sees, tries to define the
what, why, and outcome.
So the Soul strolls through life’s enigmas, hates,
lives, loves, errs along the way to an unknown hole
in the ground or a canister of ashes.
BR Chitwood – February 2021
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