In Residence

 To look into ones eyes
is to look at
their soul
The eyes
are soulpools.
Shimmering and deep
The pupil like a tide
Ebbing and flowing with the tug of
the emotion of the heart
That must make your heart like the moon
Sometimes
Full and shining
Other times
Black and seemingly missing
The body is the temple
Made up of earth, water, and air
Within the temple
resides an emotional being
Where there is always a conflict
between right and wrong
Good and Evil
Head vs. heart
The temple envelopes and nurtures
the lifelong strife of the soul
to achieve
Peace
and satisfaction
So
the soul will manipulate the temple
through paths to slow conclusion
To what end?
And where will it wander next?
After the soulpools are drained
and left vacant for eternity
when the temple falls
for good.