Immortal Soul Of Mine Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

Voiceless heart in silent thought
Myself I am, when I am;
How I was before I've brought
Into question: who am I?

In numb emotions
Life is buried,
To it till death—devotion;
Yet the end...so scared!

How to survive
This abyss dull and dark,
To keep the soul alive,
Protect its spark? —

When Love in light
I seek in heart,
Then Soul is bright,
Alive in start:

Angelic innocence its core,
Absorbed in childish game,
Eager eyes do look for more:
Beyond this life its aim!

Impalpable, floating...
Transcending Zenith,
The rhythm dancing...
Untouched beneath.

In dust of Heaven
Wings painting Life:
It flies with angels...
O! Shining, bright!

It knows the dance
As just arrived:
I am in trance...
‘Wake up to life!

Be mortal: wait...
You must return! ' —
My inner voice, a saint?
‘For one day, it's yours to turn! '