an outward visible sign

scientifically i do not know
if i still possess a soul
but there was something that was carried along upon that thought
soul searching
soul craft
soul mate
soul singing
i can still remember all of it
how the sky curled around me and i knew myself in the very spot where i stood
and the trees ended in thousands
of fingertips lightly tracing lines
how the tall grasses
forgot that i could catch their whisper as they rose
and then lay flat under invisible passages of,
yes, soul searching winds until 30 birds lit up from the old pasture
could no longer keep from flight