Poem -
a hungry soul
fact is things need feeding
BIrds in particilar or
so I was told by a lady of worth
When I was quite young
AndĀ Herself
Was quite old but she
told me a thing that was
Other than that, said
You'll work all your life feedingĀ
Kids and a cat
giving and giving and taking
some too butĀ
Remember this girl
Not at all will this do for
inside of us all
is a huge hungry soul
which can never be filledĀ
Which remains a huge hole
It can never be filled up despite
How we try but
we can feed the birds so
Do that till you die.
M
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Hello Marion!!! Amazing write.
isnāt it strangeā¦ā¦feeding and feeding, but never getting enough to satiate oneās own hunger.Ā
Maybe souls are meant to be inĀ constant hunger,
or maybe the light it sends to the birds, to cats, to dogs, and to everyone else, bounce back in the form of quiet love!?Ā
Good to see your words again. Ā
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I was just about to delete and also am working my way to yours lol. I've been off a while and was just scrolling to see who's posted. Thanks so much B...see you on your page... X
I feel the need to distinguish here between feeding that is meant for sustenance and spiritual feeding. I so want to interpret the whole poem as having a spiritual inclination showing the interconnectedness of all of nature. x
I have long suspected you have a heart as big as a planet our M .. and I doubt no one nor nothing ever goes hungry on your watch .. I reckon you are a giver and maybe too often at your own expense .. But I do get your drift about that huge hungry soul and the perceived slim chance of it ever being filled or satisfied .. Neville x
Another wonderful piece of reflection, the soul, everyone unique, some are restless some hate being here on earth, others are a push over, and some are just empty, born that way or forced to be that way. Gorgeous poetry from you today dear Marion. š¹Ā