sheltered soul
A sheltered soul is not soulful.
He’s hidden with worry and exhaustion.
Because the thought of pursuing is tiring,
Is damning,
Is embarrassing.
In a space that is too wide
There’s too much interpretation for the open.
So instead he closes himself softly,
Harshly.
He’s never been told.
He’s never been asked.
He’s never known that a sheltered soul is not soulful.
...Tuesday 22nd February 2022 5:52 am
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