Picture it & Write – Soul


I lay in the couch. A few people stood, still few wiping their eyes. My soul hovered around the room, restless, impatient and anxious. The man I loved stood on the porch, his face turned away from my body. Hardened by years, he displayed no emotion. My tortured soul was struck in the room, prepared to haunt the unloving earth for ever.

All of a sudden, he turned partly around. A lone tear, perhaps prompted by some distant memory, fell from his eyes. In that tear, my soul found eternal peace.

This was written for Ermilia’s Picture it & Write.


25 thoughts on “Picture it & Write – Soul

  1. Do you suppose this happens, the soul’s unrest until something in that instant, a single tear perhaps, sets it free? This was powerful Nightlake.

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  3. Beautiful. The power of knowing that someone has cared for you. That they loved you. A great short tale that was particularly powerful. Thanks for contributing this week! 🙂

    – Ermisenda

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