I carry my soul deep inside me
or may be, this soul carries me.
Who is the soul, anyway?
My soul and me are one.
It is my child;
the very light that is my guide.
I imagine, it is in my arms -
all clung to me
and covered in blanket from wherever you could see.
I consider it me
yet a different entity
completely.
I don't actually know what love is
but caring for oneself is the most intrinsic truth of compassion - I believe.