Why does a soul incarnate

& choose (if it is a matter of choice?)

a life of slow self-destruction

notwithstanding the pleas

of all the beloveds,

begging them to get help,

to heal,

to live in glowing health

rather than cowering suffering?

No, no, says the person

pursuing their own destruction,

I don't want your help,

I don't need your help,

as hurtful, ugly words 

spew from their sinking soul.

But no, no, say the wisest of the beloveds,

their soul is NOT sinking,

see beyond, see deep,

reframe--

all moves towards healing,

the movement often remains invisible,

but it is there,

in the long journey of creation.