The soul

the faces of the soul

The soul is like the surface of the sun
Intensely burning as the brightest light
To gaze directly at the soul would stun
Since as its heart it’s full of love and life

The soul is like the dark side of the moon
It has a secret face it wants to hide
In the shadow thoughts churn with hate and gloom
And evil contrasts with the sunny side.

But each soul must be blended light and dark
The shadow balanced by such shining hope
The power of both extremes makes it hard.
For mere humans to take in it’s full scope.