Ode to the Seeker of the Soul
In realms of twilight, under starlit skies,
A seeker roams with hope in heart, and dreams in eyes.
For a soul as vast as the cosmos unexplored,
Whose depths of beauty, by many, adored.
“O soul of night, O spirit so free,
Reveal thyself, come forth to me.
In your gaze, the universe I find,
A tapestry of wonders, exquisitely entwined.
Your thoughts, a labyrinth, complex and profound,
A boundless rope, in mystery wound.
May the challenges of mind, in triumph, be seen,
In the hallowed halls where kings have been.
By day or by night, in the beauty you dwell,
In the sacred twilight, where secrets swell.
May your words ascend, a majestic flight,
And etch in history, with power and might.
Though bonds may fear to remain unclaimed,
And false hopes linger, untamed, unnamed.
Your frustration fades, as moments flee,
And sarcasm’s shield falls from thee.
O soul, love yourself, and understand,
A good heart guides the gentlest hand.
Within your eyes, the universe’s grace,
A reflection of the beauty in thine own space.
Struggle on for that fleeting glimpse,
Of a soul unveiled, without pretense.
Assailable you stand, yet rest will come,
In the embrace of love, where hearts succumb.
Opened like the eyes that see the dawn,
The allure of a soul, both withdrawn and drawn.
Take heart, take heed, of the breath you take,
For in words, in books, your mark you’ll make.
Your soul, uniquely thine, a treasure to behold,
With confidence given, watch your story unfold.
