Awake My Soul (Mumford and Sons)

Art by Michelle

Words by Brook

Whoosh.
Whoosh.
Whoosh.
A mother listens intently to the heartbeat of her unborn child.
She smiles, imagining the life her child will experience.
Love.
Joy.
Peace.
The beginning.
From the moment we take our first breath the soul sparks to life. But it has yet to awaken It hasn’t experienced the world, and needs to learn to live.
It’s the body’s purpose to awaken the soul.
Little things like the soft kiss of the wind on the skin, the lilt of children’s laughter, the breathtaking view of a crystal blue lake and the embrace of hug so tight it could squeeze the life right out of you.
They accumulate, and the soul grows.
But as the body grows, sometimes the soul can get lost in the mix, pushed aside amidst the hustle and bustle of car pools, work deadlines and stress.
You must not allow your fickle heart to neglect the meaningful and put meaning into the superficial. A soul unfed from the fruits of life can wither and die. You must invest in the soul, even when the currency is scarce.
It’s difficult. But there are helping hands along the way. You may have to look hard, squint your eyes and block out the rest of the world, but you will see them. They will fill your soul when you feel it might be running on empty.
All you need is to allow yourself to be loved and love in return.

As the love grows, so does the soul and with each passing year, its light shines brighter and brighter. Finally creating a light so bright it penetrates the darkness.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
A daughter clasps the hand of her mother as she listens to the last beat of her heart.
An ending.
The soul, so full of life and light breaks free from its confines.
It is finally AWAKE.

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In celebration of Bigger Picture Blogs second birthday, I teamed up with Brook to create a collaborative piece from the prompt “Awake My Soul” by Mumford and Sons.  We’re linking up over at Hyacynth’s today.