inside the picture

what if my soul was a picture

how would the colours run

where would the lines merge

how would my eyes surge

when would the time fade

if my soul was a picture

where would the moments go

and how would beauty flow

I wonder about the glow

if my soul was a picture

where it would it hang

would it be mine

or would it be with someone else

feeling things that i've never felt

being something i've never met

my soul - would it be great or would it be fate

that lasts eternally unknown