Thoughts

By Malcolm Stumpf

How?

How do you blow away your sorrows,
wash away your tears,
and learn to live with love?

Love.

What is this phenomenon
that calms one
and angers one?

That burning feeling
that comes with the wind,
and leaves with the wind
like autumn leaves.

It kills you,
yet you want more.

Love
is more than an instinct.
It is rooted to the bottom of
your heart.

You feel love
as it chills down your body,
soothing
and torturing
your soul.

Soul.
Is the soul
your life,
or your death?

Your happiness,
or your sorrow?

Your pain,
or your love?

How do you feel something
you do not know?
You do not see.
You do not feel.
You do not hear.

Like a deaf man
you walk unknowingly into your secrets,
your heart,
your life.

Like a newborn baby
you leave a perfect world,
only for the itching curiosity
flowing through your veins.

Why?