The Lung Capacity Of A Soul Poem by kamryn chew

Standing looking in the mirror today
I began to wonder at the simple way
My chest rose and fell all on its own
Similar to the way the soul works when its all alone
A state of being that is not really there
The deep breaths in and that empty stare
The similarity took me by surprise and I stole a deep breath in
And realized thats the way a soul dances when love begins
So i sat again and watched my breath
And hoped for something which has as much depth
As the lungs I hold which on their own work quite well
And all the while my soul cries in its lonely cell