As she stared into her reflection she starts to ponder. Could her soul be a gentle breeze? Or perhaps a star that twinkled softly in the night? Maybe her soul was the calmness you feel in your heart when you watch the sun rest below the horizon, or the clouds slowly growing as time passes by. Maybe the soul was alone, but found peace within the loneliness. Would it be that the sun offered its comfort, knowing that it was better to have the warmth of others than just yourself?

Could the soul be blue like the soothing Sea or maybe grey like the mist after rain? Is it a gloomy song that you listen to in the hours of sleep, or was it just silent? These questions wrapped around her head, her curiosity grew larger. Was her soul a place, a feeling, or a sound? Was it a color, a taste, or could it be a smell?

The question that remains unknown made her feel tensed, she wanted to understand but not matter how hard she tried she couldn’t. Maybe in the afterlife, her soul would be all that’s left of her, perhaps like a butterfly hatching out of its cocoon.

Maybe the soul was never meant to be found, and it was to stay hidden away forever. She decided then and there, to sought out the soul that resides in her. And to be free from the cage she calls her body, to become her soul and confirm the answer to her questions that she always asked herself.