Healing a spirit's like healing a broken wing.

Seems like every time you try to reach out, the wing breaks once more, like the soul.

And if you try to fly too soon, it will never mend.

But if you never leap into the air and try…that wing will never work…

That soul will never function…

So, how then do you heal a soul?

Do you sit down and write poems begging for answers?

Do you read books about healing, about being happy?

Do you talk to people who encourage you and convince you that you ARE in fact healing?

It's hard for a soul to heal when it gets no sleep…

No rest, no break, no way out from this hell

There are two ways for the soul to escape…

One is to claim itself,

The other is to go through the fires…

But the soul…it hurts, it FEELS the heat, the urgency, the pain

And when this gets to be too much…

It shuts down and depression sets in

This is the name we give it

My soul is aching and my soul is bursting with feelings and thoughts

It doesn't know what to do with all of these things

So for the past week now, it has shut down, leaving me with this depressed feeling,

As though I am empty.

Now I have asked how to heal and I really have no answers

Those come from my soul and it ain't open for business right now

Maybe that's o.k…

I don't know enough about souls

I do know that I have been feeling this way again for a week now and that I am afraid

I have tried to reach out but I don't know how to explain this feeling

So I did the only thing I could think of

I picked up a pen and began to write

Now I can't say that I feel "better"

And I still don't have any answers…

But at least I know what my soul is doing…