the epiphany of a soulA Poem by shoaib
The old story goes that when we die our soul goes
And ascends to the heavens above, but who really knows? But I’m not concerned about where my soul will go Because I’m still trying to find out if I even have one of those What is my soul? My spirit, essence, energy, aura or glow? Where is my soul when I’m alive?… I really don’t know Because supposedly it’s there before we die Like a fire it’s said that our souls burn inside It’s seen in our hearts and it’s seen in our eyes But is it really there or am I just being blind? Was it there when love turned from butterflies to “compromise”? Was it there when I was young and life was always a surprise? Was is there the first time I said I loved And was it there the first time I told lies? Was it there when I was a baby and my mother tended to my cries? Because I’m dying now to find out where my soul truly resides Because how can I predict a destiny for something that desires salvation When I can’t even understand its realness or formation? Was my soul there when I was a fetus and went underwent neuralization? Or was it there at day 21, when my heart started beating with regulation? Is it there when my ecto-, endo-, and mesoderm start their primitive migration? Or is it there before, when my synctiotrophoblast invaded during implantation? Was my soul there when I was a ball of cells undergoing gastrulation? Or was my soul there at the first division; the very start of differentiation Because if you believe a soul is placed there upon conception’s congregation Then that’s to say you believe a soul is the product of an acrosome’s penetration The culmination of a spermatocyte causing the zona pellucida’s depolarization So is there a soul in a sex cell that’s haploid before our chromosomes’combination? Because even the novel sequences of the DNA that make us have known configurations Ribose sugars, a nucleic acid chained helix and some phosphorylation And those are each composed of known atoms in different orientations Is our soul there? In the empty spaces between our atoms’ nucleus and orbital rotations? If our soul is energy then must it not have mass that takes up some space in physical manifestation? Or is it aura, a light of a massless glow that emits from within us like radiation? Or is our soul really just the fact that we are aware and have come to a higher realization? A figment of our imagination designed uniquely for the thought of self preservation But why then, when we are angry our minds sense so much frustration? And when we are happy it’s our whole body that feels elation In sadness our entire essence is stuck in an act of desperation And in love it is our entire being that craves more of that sensation See, we don’t know what most of the universe is comprised of, but we still all see the beauty of its creation That’s why even though we may never find the soul inside us; I still hope your soul is my soul’s destination © 2011 shoaibAuthor's Note
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Added on May 12, 2011Last Updated on June 9, 2011 Authorshoaibmiami, FLAboutyou can call me S. I'm a 26 year old artist from boston, now living in miami more..Writing
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