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Restless
My soul was meant to be still
And my soul was meant to talk.
My soul was meant to listen and
My soul was meant to walk.
My soul has been filled to the brim with laughter
And my soul has soared in the sky.
My soul has climbed deep underground and
My soul has been known to sigh.
My soul has shared so many lives
And they’ve touched me, every one.
My soul has left with them each a piece
And still, it’s never done.
My soul has wandered through mountains
And my soul has slept on the sea.
My soul is almost always content
And yet,
My soul wonders where it should be.
My soul was meant to be searching
And my soul has shared its mind.
My soul has been the student and
My soul was meant to find.
My soul has played the gallant host
And it has been the thankful guest.
My soul never knows where it will be and
It never seems to rest.
And though it never knows where it will be,
My soul is never lost.
My soul has been living an incredible life
And it pays an incredible cost.
The trade off must be fair though,
My soul is as happy as can be.
I’m prone to exaggeration some.
But hey then, that’s just me.
My soul has lived a life unbound
And yet,
My soul has yearned for a home.
My soul,
Like a leaf
That’s let go of the vine,
On the wind is cheerfully blown.
-Jeff Gaines
March 30th, 2001
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