When a life is born in the womb
The soul is rich in eternity
Starts the journey of the soul
From the womb of loving maternity
The body is born like a cloak
Which covers the naked soul
Where emotions and feelings mingle
And it starts playing its role.
The love, compassion and affection
Are those that imprint in the heart
The sadness, woe and hurt
Are those that pierce like a dart.
The soul moves in search of
A sweetheart so close and true
When it meets its divine soulmate
Magic happens out of the blue
As the body ages in the life
The soul glorifies its existence
When death knocks at the door
This is the arrival of penitence
Its time to go and change the covers
As the souls are entrapped in their cloaks.
The mortal body goes to ashes and dust
In freedom, bliss and harmony, the soul soaks.