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.