Memories of ages past
Appear as dreams
That never last.
Remember lives, clothing worn
Families raised
Babies born
Existence ended, body gone
Then from this earth
We're withdrawn.
Floating in a timeless plain
'Till souls reborn
To live again.
Life recycles with the flow
We live on
Until we know.
Once our lessons we have learned
To the eternal rest
We have earned.
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It is ambrosia for the soul nourishing the mind that wants to learn.
Striking writing! "Past Lives" flows on the river of knowledge to the ocean of wisdom.
Healthy Long Creative Life may You enjoy, Author-Poet Loni Latham, through a blissful living.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
~Nikki~