My Soul Wanders, Erring Comments

This wandering erring soul Is the culprit behind all crimes Simple or complex. There is a limit how much can be controlled At times, ideologies fail Temptations triumph At the end we put our Destiny In those 'Someones' hand! A truth... well dipicted. Thank you dear poet.

Wonderful! loaded with insights and points to ponder upon

this poem beautifully explains the 'errands of the soul'' into many places but ultimately a Someone, , , spiritual journey is a discovery on its own and every one should strive for it, , great write rani, ,

Wow! Impressed. Has an almost other era-quality to it, it could easily have been written by one of the classics. The final line is very telling, it's something as humans we all feel, that one day someone will save us. (But I keep hearing that we save ourselves, and yet.........) HG: -) xx

A nice, thinking piece about destiny. Kate

The lanes are long and winding; Soul wandering eering..It really wander a at very high speed sometime wihout listening.Meditation is teh right medicine........a good imaginative poem

'destiny’s plans' your soul move towards the light where sunflower lives....*10*

Rani- I couldn't have happened upon your poem at such a needed time in my life...'My soul wanders, weary and waits with longing and fear'...We must remember to trust that our souls have the unique ability to weather every circumstance and guide us in this journey....trust in your soul as your soul trusts in destiny...Thank You! ....Cathy

My soul errs wandering, wondering, waiting The lanes are long and winding; .......................lovely poem when wrought from the soul`s heart uniquely blended by the reeks of apprhension as one faces in his oneday when it flows acros the life, and at times we do the undone, wonderful write,10+, thanks for sharing

Skilfully expressed sentiments. If we are masters and mistresses of our fates, hopes and dreams - it is only to a point... Fx

Your poem carries a wonderful message of caring memories...living in the present...transporting thoughts to the mysteries of destiny. You have crafted a beautiful and comforting poem. Thank you.