The Water Soul

water

Like water containers, Our bodies as human beings come in different colors and shapes. Look at a bottle, glass or jar around you, the sizes and forms are completely different, yet if you take a step further and open the jar, see through the bottle or look inside the glass you see the same content, water

Our souls are like this water. Regardless of the differences outside, deep within we are all the same. The colorless, odorless , tasteless water.

Now!. Comes the power of your choice,

Take some dirt or filth and mix with this water, it becomes an undrinkable unapproachable thing. Or take some honey and milk to mix with it, the same water becomes a desirous drink.

This mud or the milk is the character you complement your soul with, the more of which you add the kind of being you become.

Choice is truly Yours.

( Inspired by Nadim Maldar)

 

 

Slave

chained-elephant

A chance of a debate arise from a thought
A choice to be a foe or a friend awaits

Let the sun rise
Or before the sun,  rise

Lonely in a crowd
Or joyfully alone

Chained like an elephant
Or break free like a bird

Reduced to the rules
Or rise up beyond limits

Latter not former is the choice I make
Include not Exclude is the lesson I learned
 
Ascend above the world of forms
Or stoop so low to fearful depths
Spiral is quick, up or down
Choice is mine, willfully make.
 

Caged is a word they never understood
Asiya and Rabiya, a queen and a slave!
Slavery beyond freedom, can I comprehend
To the One or things whose message I befriend!