poetry: neshama

Soaring like a bird for a moment,
the soul glides above the oceans of its journey,
a single lifespan spent with the body,
while navigating life’s challenges.

Steering a course,
according to divine blueprints.
Guiding the individual,
through the wilderness of life.

What strife, is encountered along the way,
by the bodies resistance to stay the course,
like a butterfly trapped in a car,
a bird in a gilded cage.

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