Past Life
I have a belief that we have walked this world many times, and sometimes, I believe we have memory of it. It tantalizingly surfaces and its like a half remembered dream, just out of sight. I would be very interested to know if anyone else has any memories of their past lives. I wrote this because it describes what if feels like to me, this half remembered feeling, this longing to be whole. To return to the source.
When I look in the Mirror, what do I see
is it my face or another, looking back at me
I have longed for this moment
dreamed of this time
when I can rekindle that flame thats divine
Stretching out in front of me, out into infinity
my life, my lives
my soul journeys forward, striving yearning
its core being drawn like a moth to the flame
shuddering loneliness felt by the same
I follow the pathways set out before me
as others have done so many times before me
occasionally joy filled as my soul touches another
one who is like me, part of me
how that illuminates me, fills me with joy
bereft am I when that light goes and I am alone
Star sprinkled sky, luminous light
wait for me, I am coming home, maybe this night
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