A Floating Soul

 I am a floating soul resides in a static body, 

But floating from places to places, 

Deserts to valleys, to the green plains, 

From hooks to the brooks, 

From knolls to mountains, 

From deep of the ocean to the high above the sky, 

But still I can't float around you, 

The coolness of your's always transforms me into oblivion. 

I can't reach to you. 

I can't mount the mountains that sleep within you, 

Can't touch the warmth that melts a vigorous spirit. 

You are the embody of detachment and 

You detached yourself from me and forever.