Wandering Soul

In the depths of night, a soul takes flight,
Through winding paths and starlit skies,
Seeking solace in the shadows’ embrace,
A wanderer in search of truth’s own grace.

Amidst the chaos, a silent yearning grows,
To find a purpose, to uncover what it knows,
With every step, whispers of the wind’s caress,
Guide the way through life’s intricate mess.

A wandering soul, adrift in a vast sea,
Navigating through waves of uncertainty,
In the depths of its essence, a flickering light,
Yearning for belonging, for a sense of right.

Through desolate valleys and mountains high,
The soul walks on, with a determined sigh,
It seeks the wisdom of the ancient trees,
To decipher the riddles carried on the breeze.

In the quietude of nature’s symphony,
Revelations unfold, like petals set free,
The secrets of the universe, hidden in plain sight,
Awakening the soul, igniting its inner light.

As seasons pass and shadows dance,
The wandering soul finds a newfound stance,
A tapestry woven with colors of its own,
Unveiling a purpose, a place to call home.

No longer lost, but found in self-discovery,
The wandering soul embraces its own history,
For in the journey, it has come to see,
That the truest belonging lies within, in being free.

So let the world witness this transformation,
The wandering soul’s triumphant revelation,
For it has traveled far and wide,
To find its place, where dreams reside.

In the tapestry of life, a thread unfurled,
A wandering soul, now anchored in the world,
With newfound purpose and spirit aflame,
It continues to wander, forever changed.