Souls became

What does your soul look like? Most would say I don't know But I know what my soul looks like Changing along the journey Embracing in beauty My soul What a time Lost in lost instrument Balance beam Trusting within oneself Elevating and rising Growing wild fields The wild doesn't belong in caged Well behaved Back in long lost pages of thrown away soul Liquid poetry Deliquet time saved Adjusting waves Word place Backward trance Cooking and dancing Grooving and stirring Diamonds and gold Sunlight in Pixilation Motivating sounds Another demintion Aligned Centuries of knowledge Peeled broken neon light found Water recycled sprayers Power of truth The power broken through grown in first warmth Trees exchange Deeper in the woods colder it goes Trandsending into new states Training new strengths Levels of manifestations