Soul-deep

Soul-deep how does this sound I sat down to wonder
Often those odd thoughts and ideas emerge from there
Sounds bitter-sweet, hard-soft, harsh-crude and more chimes
Myriad shapes of the mind that tell tales and sings songs
Many times they look different, apart, and out of scope

Soul-deep how does this sound I sat down to wonder
When I throw them out to the world that is drenched with morals
They rhyme like knife and stones bundled up in a bag slinging violently
Words that form potent force to fight many tall tombs and blood lines
It takes less to fit in and more to stand out and spot the dark corners
Or it takes the same to sing the glory of our own righteousness

Soul-deep how does this sound I sat down to wonder
Feels like a long walk, a loud noise, a silent awakening
Looks like a joyful keel running from head to toe
Smells like simple beans or dried leaves
Runs into valleys and sometimes bottomless pits

Soul-deep how does this sound I sat down to wonder…..