On the edge

When another day comes glorifying it's beauty to the voices of splendid silence remains in the depths of words versing in to the visions of the Soul 
Someone may ask is there still A Soul out there that seems distance to all disciplines yet creeps into itself finding the right path 
No soul can exist without another Soul in waiting to meet in  accordance with the following 
We all something sit back commanding a truth a trust in the other call waiting...simply put for You
For promises are made to mate with expectations....and some may say through life experiences nothing sometimes shows or occur to the one who waits ....where are you ..I took your word as truely as can be .....