Soul's Appetite

My soul is hungry ,

It needs to be fed

It has had enough of those—

Bland expectations and feigned requests ,

Drunk enough of those—

Lumpy remarks and inconsiderate abandons ,

Even so it is full of abundance up to the brim ,

Full of care and intuition reverberating till the edge ,

Full of peace with plenty of tenderness all the way ,

Completely in sync with the outer and its inner world 

It does a lot for everyone ,

For my soul doesn't think or judge ,

It only feels , feels deeply and sincerely

After all the work and nurturing ,

It feels immense hunger

It's got a big appetite

It has to be loved and thought about ,

The selfless , unrecognized soul

And so I owe my soul everyday ,

About twenty pounds of love

And twenty litres of appreciation

I shall make sure everyday and every night that it is never left hungry....

For it deserves a buffet full of warm love

And much more than that....