A moment we all come to know.
Another spirit dance in the wind.
Exits the body and leaves fallow,
a progression we cannot rescind.
Its the soul’s path we travel,
and there is so much work to do.
A time to integrate and unravel,
all thats stored up in the queue.
You’ve been here before,
but its new every time.
Life’s a brilliant metaphor
for learning/unlearning the ‘I’M’.
Is yours’ a story of love and compassion?
Did you live the golden rule?
Were you consumed with flash and fashion?
Is that what you learned in school?
Ready yourself to return again,
and see what needs you foment.
Look back every now and then,
but live in the present moment.