My Soul Vessel For Dasha

**My Soul Vessel** A Poem For My Love Dasha

One day I began to ponder about my soul.
How do I search its depths to reckon its worth.
I began to ask what is the richness of my soul, and
After much thought I determined a soul is a vessel to be filled.

Is it a vessel to hold the wealth for ones self alone or for God, or for another?
What is the volume of character that it could it hold?
Pondering further, I speculated on the love that it could hold?
Empty or full, do I have a soul worthy to offer to another?

Profoundly, an empty soul was a vessel void of love,
Yet it could be filled to the brim, with something more than myself,
To quench the barrenness of a love starving soul by another and
To find that one who could fill an empty soul would be a treasure.

And could I offer it all to that soul mate,
To the one who would bring it fully to its fate?
Then and how would it be filled for eternity?
And the answer was through love, pure unquenchable love.

Love by another is the ever flowing well spring to my soul.
What a marvelous way to fill a thirsty soul.
What a wonderful way to have eternal fulfillment.
The way that my new love has filled my soul.

She is my treasure,
She is my fulfillment,
She is my soul mate,
She is my eternal love.