I’m not the only one to ask
what my soul is, why I’m here now
having this experience, my purpose
– if there is one.
I believe they’re all connected.
Solve one lights them all.
Answers are quick now,
knowing is common.
Still, I struggle.
My soul speaks softly,
sends me love letters
“Be still, here I am!”
She leaves clues in my palette,
footprints in greens and blues.
She dances in my verse.
All I need to do is show up.
The Daily Post Discover Challenge Tough Questions.