Souls
From the beginning
Souls have existed
Ebbing and flowing
Within the universe
They have discovered
That once they're here
They can't come back
the same
And if they try
They will find
A greater treasure
Than one's
Soul
At the end of their time
They regret
The grief
They've shared
Within
And when they're gone
They usually find
The universe
Has lost a
Little of its
Soul
And after they're gone
Again and again
The cycle repeats
They are not aware.
Once again,
In the same world.
Just a small
Soul.