Soul

My soul is effervescent

Untouched and total pure,

It’s moves through hues somewhat monochromatic

With vibrations that can’t be described,

Most of who I am cannot be seen by the eye,

But by the I

Naked, undressing the spectrum of light as it bounces off my skin.

I can’t quite tell you what makes me unique.

Something like how the loudest man has nothing to say.

But the silence in him has volumes to speak

I am everything unseen,

Everything but what is reflected.

Analagous hues e-motions connected,

What do you see?