The Soul is Not a Stone, But a Husk of Birds _____ AKSHR

The Soul is Not a Stone, But a Husk of Birds

 

The soul is not a stone

but a husk of birds

who have fallen from the nest.

Bruised and broken, they lie in the corner 

of your room, mourning themselves.

But you cannot hear them.

The soul cannot be heard. 

It cannot be seen.

It cannot be touched.

It is abandoned and alone,

and it will never fly again.

_____ AKSHR