Is that your soul I see?

You shine.

The sunspot in the darkness of night’s sky,

The only purity drifting through the mass of perversion.

You pacify.

The dream of peace in a waking nightmare,

The lone angel in the deepest pits of Hell.

You heal.

The single nurse on a blood soaked battlefield,

The soothing calm to a tormented mind.

You draw in the needy,

All those trapped in the shadows,

All the ones who exist.

Is that your soul I see?