Paths of the Soul
(Letter to the "Creator")
Author: D'Bara Arruda
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Dear controversial one, shaped by faith…

At the edge of time, I pause and reflect
on how many steps I’ve walked in silence.
The world screams, but I listen
to the voice of the wind in my hidden chest.

The pain dances within my eyes,
like prayers forgotten by God.
Yet I remain whole, even in pieces,
for the soul is sacred fire.

And the sacred does not extinguish—
it expands in the obscurity
of desires that drip
in the reflection of eyes that saw everything
without ever owning, possessing—
only a biological fragment
of the puppet body that cages it.

The soul walks among ruins,
yet remains a temple.

The body, though mere matter,
is both accomplice and slave,
delighting in pleasures
confirmed only by the senses.

The absence of divine answers
does not silence the sacred flame.
And perhaps, the great revelation
is not in faith…

…but in the resilient doubt
that refuses to die.