The Living Souls

Souls
like the air in the balloons
loosen out by the God
in angry? in pleasure?
from the bodies once they had filled
to the pit of dust
to the unknown fathom.

wandering around
in search of truth
roaming here and there
in search of happiness
released from all kinds of chains
seeking the ultimate freedom around.

once I met one in the way
smiling and speaking
dreaming and hoping
I was sad, I was hopeless
I was sleepless
I was speechless
I don't know the meaning of me
I don't know the meaning of life.

Living but lifeless
Lifeless but living.