Soul, sorry to the man
Who chooses.......loneliness..... aloneness
Over, ......Soulfulness
For abandoned his will
Forsaken life and wife
Abandoned forevermore
Will be himself therein
Stretched and worn thin
His once mighty soul
Alas formed wanderings
Amidst the coconut groves
Wherein emptiness dwells
Enjoy your coconuts!
...but then was asked,
By monkeys clan
From whenst and wherein you came?
Hearing, said, I came cluelessly here
From the plentiful oceans and rivers
? ? ? hmm? ? ?
He still wasn't clear
...the Path...
Soulfulness Ixnay
Soul was full
Less his soul
Soul fullness
Be wise...the Path
Take the Path...Get in the Know!
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