Souls

one wandering soul
walks about the fields
green pastures, tall trees
blue skies, freedom it feels.

She wanders around
as ever alone,
no worries no cares,
green pastures galore.

One day she crossed by
a strange unusual thing
ethereal bright, silver
translucid thing

what are you? she asked,
with awed curiosity
a soul, what else?
he answered roughly

She felt strage feelings
floating inside..
feelings she never
thought she may have

the HE soul walked away
carefree and through the fields
though inside, deep inside
that weird floating thing was real

they stopped walking and glanced back
two silver, flashing souls
two mates that have at last
found each others greatest love

'Tis how soulmates ever meet
out of chance or just luckily
they meet, they stop, they glance, at start
they twine together and never part.