Buffing the Soul

In the middle of the night my senses took me deep down to my soul,

I was stunned to see something not neat as I had thought but otherwise.

I heard a voice answering an unasked question

“Alas! it is covered with the curse of divine”.

The walls were thickened with rust and covered with the mud of malediction,

I sighed at that moment and thought it was not too late.

So I buffed my soul with the impression of virtue and uprightness,

And found it glowing like a Sirius star, just before the dawn.

© Simona Prilogan

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