Rhapsody of the Soul

Vacantly void was the flat of my soul,

Uninhabited and depressed;

It was caving in to the weight of the world,

Deprived of peace and rest.

There was no comfort or joy in my bones,

Just a monotonous beat;

My body was numbed by the rather harsh tones

That rumbled down my soul street.

I had somehow become the muse of sadness,

Deflated and uninspired;

I longed to break free of the pressing madness

But there I was in the mire.

 

Then came this jolt of heavenly vigor

To graciously startle my soul;

It was just the beginning, the fire, the trigger

That set my bones to roll.

This weightlessness enraptured my thirsty spirit,

Awakening my cumbersome depths;

Along came the joy, and galloping near it,

An abundance of glorious breaths.

This radiance now bursts from somewhere inside;

Over and over it flows!

Like a jubilant sea of euphonious tides,

Forever this rhapsody goes!