I have been here before Many times more A different face In a different place. As each vessel dies Amidst loved one’s cries The spirit rises I return in guises. Plato, Nero, Rembrandt and Bach Each return gives new paths to walk Embodied within A new life and new skin. Creating a future from the past Lessons learned from knowledge amassed Life begets life endlessly driven Vessels usurped to what they’ve been given....
I pray I never come to believe in reincarnation, because I'd slam the restart button. But if I go, then you will follow. And then who would weep for me and who would weep for you?
If I should die, I want to become a butterfly. To flutter from flower to flower On gossamer wings using wind power. I land on a branch of a big oak tree, Waiting for the wind to set me free. I see a child in the wood walking, I drop on down and start talking. She looks up at me with a smile, I say fly away with me for a while. She spreads her wings following me, We fly so high and look at what we see. We fly for miles hol...
Do not just stand at the opened cage, afraid to jump, of spreading your wings. Freedom only comes when one leaps, feeling the wind beneath their wings. Liberated, soaring on the breezes of life, letting the sun warm deeply, voices sing. Diving into another dimension is key, walking the talk, breaking all strings. Knowing that we can be honest and true, no fear of judgement, relieves the sting. No longer having to feel for...
