Old soul

She had an old soul many say, her feelings would flow through anyone who saw her, she was a site for open eyes. Her feelings were the words of poetry. But too many seeked this reality, sadly they consumed her. Her flow of life. She had an old soul. Now a new life has changed her. She is no longer an old soul living a human experience, but a soul floating with the wind. She became what people wanted dearly; her soul became free poetry.