As I Grow

As I grow as a person, do I grow as a soul? Does my soul retain the changes of life? Does the child inside cling to the sticky walls of it? Where does it go, all of it? The memories, the scars inside and out of one's body? Energy doesn't die does it? Is it true it only changes forms? What kind of copy does that energy carry? Is it black and white or color? Is it HDTV? Does it know me like I know me? What kind of rebirth is it? To be born again with only a soul in the heartbeat after death...Is it too much for the soul to lose the body it's become so attached to sometimes, and does it yearn to cling to it so much that it becomes a walking shadow of that body? Does it have the same favorite songs? Will it sit in awe at the beauty and power of a tornado while feeling guilty for loving it in its destruction? Will it still feel the rain and love the smell of it? I will try to relish all that is before I am just the soul for I do not know how different it will be.