The Powers of Hearth (Heart) and Soul (Soil)
by Yasmine Fatemi
Life time to know the paths of their past to
discover
Two things remain constant; we’ll have them
till we die
Where soul imprints crossed and parted
paths with each other
The roots to grow and the wings to fly.” Yasmine Fatemi
Which Past Lives sowed the seed for our
earthly descent?
If I tell you how my father’s blood was spent
Lines and paths would need to cross.
If all we lived for should not be lost
How much of the soil in our soul is relived
and re-trodden?
Which parts of our path have been
completely forgotten?
So how much of the ‘Soil’ are we truly in?
Did we grow from the ‘Soil’ or is the ‘Soul’
where its written?
When we wonder the paths of our ancestors,
the tree unearthed
Are our roots in our birth or in our Souls
vision - where lies our worth?
So no matter where our kinsmen have been
The real secret is, what our codes are within
Is the soil in the soul or is the mystery in
birth?
For we are all just part of the same circular
earth
Where our soul cycles in rounds it returns
then forgets,
Where we travelled to and where we laid to
rest.