The Soul and The Stranger – Poetry from my past

a well-known stranger
that goes around from soul to soul
knocking

knocking

the stranger is hungry
hungry for intimacy
compassion
kindness

kindness

the soul feeds on the stranger
plentifully

the soul is captures
the stranger has entered
and engulfed
engulfed the entire soul
in the hands of the stranger

now the stranger must choose
to treat well
or treat badly
to stay
or to go

what to do
the stranger doesn’t know

know

the stranger is frightened
the soul wants the stranger
to stay
the reason unknown

unknown

the stranger has to make
a decision

the soul can do nothing
the choice
in the hands of the stranger
the soul must wait

wait

on the word
of a stranger

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