inspiration: The Mystery of the "empty" soul

Even if it is open, you cannot enter the soul without asking… Even if you really want to wander in the labyrinths of it… Entering, I will leave shoes and clothes at the threshold. I will warm her with warmth, I will light a spark of hope in her… I walk timidly, stepping as if on coals... I enter it as if into a Temple. Gently touching each of the wounds of the soul, I will heal each of her scars… The soul is alive, even if there are many wounds in it ... I will tenderly and carefully treat it, in unity with mine it will be able to be Reborn… After all, my soul has come to merge with yours...