There are souls
Out in the open
Trying to reach
A point of light
Into the rays of the sun
Amidst the heavens
Pulling and pulling
Towards the grounded earth
Where they feel alive
Warmth spread like wings
Of an eagle soaring
To the sky
Yet never reaching the heavens
Trying to grasp
Even a glimpse of infinity
We are wandering souls
Travelling with the wind
Leaving a mark
Called
Love