The soul was floating free
Like the free feather detached from a bird's body
And was very much happy
Sometimes soul upheavals from constrain
Sometimes it is brought back down at the ground
It was delighted for its free fly and fall down
Until it knew about wind
Then it knew it was never free
Its fall was never free
Wind determines its fly and fall
Wind determines the delight it holds
Yes, it was all the time jubilant
But life happened.
Then it desired a body
Got the flesh
Grabbed by blood and bones
An erect human body, a monument of the human soul
At the ground, moves around
What has to be found
Clueless to reason to move too
And Final exit happened
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