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~~FEELINGS OF THE SOUL~~
As I write these things down my
soul should it be touched and
moved by my feelings will never
be the same.
In the darkness of the candle I
can still hear the breathing.
The gasping for air, as the oxygen
mask was placed over his nose.
Then his breathing though slow
gave way to sleep.
He had no feelings, no remorse
no thought for tomorrow.
Silence fell all around and only
the sound of the papers turning
could be heard.
As I wrote down his words, my hand
trembling, my heart went out to
him for he never new or would know.
The meaning of feelings.
He was without emotion, never
cried, laughed, smiled, felt fear,
felt happiness, been loved.
Did not know the feeling of a kiss,
holding hands, a hug, a warm
embrace.
His soul has been in the dark for
so long, it forgot how to feel.
Emotion is the feelings of the soul.
I put my pen down quietly walking
over to his bedside.
I placed my hand on his, to find
it cold.
I lay my body down beside his
placing my arm around him.
I whispered,"if you have never been
held I am holding you now." "If you
have never been touched, I am
touching you." If you have never
felt love I am loving you."
I felt his hand move up upon my
shoulder as he gently caressed it.
I felt the coldness leave as the
warmth returned.
I knew then that where there is
love, there is life.
written by: Paula aka Angel Of Love
March 2, 2003
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