From Tethered to Tattered

Souls were meant to travel

To permeate each other 

ebb and flow

to soothe into one another

and withdraw like the dew

Yet they are constrained

pushed into this world

caged inside flesh

Tortured by glimpses

of infinity in a moment

and eternity beyond touch

So, what happens

to the soul that escapes

Who shredded its tethers

and flows in and out

of itself and others

What of the body

left behind soulless

during dream time

with connections awry

the cage splayed open

Empty with soul absent

Or of the reunion

And the soul returns

and the body reawakens

when the soul no longer fits

and the cage is weakened

How long can a soul stay

in a cage it hates

when it’s felt freedom

and the touch of life

true as from the source

The shell never fit

A body ever left wanting

Captive of in-between

Undecided

on staying or leaving

So it leaves just once more

and then returns

Ambiguous

Searches again for clarity

Tearing the strands

of body and soul

ever more

and more

Forever, more

one last time