Much ado about nothing – Part 1
One fine morning Soul was in a relaxed moodIt wanted to understand its soulTherefore deigned to ask a simple question \” Who am I?\”A silly question it may seemTo its great surprise, it couldn\’t get an answerIt didn\’t comprehend the profundityA period of introspection followedThe harder it thought, the murkier it becameCaught in a vortex …