Soul Gate Poem by James Darwin Smith II

Soul, Grow wings, please
Fly higher than ever before
Relish in each tranquil destination
Upon the furthest reaches of the next plateau


No limits, please
Grow beyond these dreams could grow
Take me into a nomadic roam
Soak in all the love and excitement
Upon the furthest reaches of the next plateau


So many places to go
Far away from the burdens of time
Further from the trials of mankind
No judgement, No war
Just inner salvation to the greater unknown


Soul, I am not like many
This world is not of my own
Nomadic endurance
Searching for my own true home


Teach me how to adapt
To those who stand before
I cannot always escape
Soul, Feeling so alone


The reality sinks in
This is where I must reside
Learning to live in this world of confusion
My race, the distance to another realm
Yet, I must adapt, wherever I may roam


Soul, I can dream
Please grow wings
Take me where I have never before


Soul, I dream, I wish
Take me upon the furthest reaches of the next plateau


I know I must confront this very
Always making it my home
But right now I feel out of place
Wanting to go to the furthest reaches of the next plateau
Even if alone, I must make this my own true home



Soul, Please still fly away from this confusion
I never want to fly alone