long ago, before the sunrises and sunsets were captured
when the earth was young;
i was old.
lifetimes passed
and i grew restless, seeking new life-
a young woman upon my return
high cheekbones and piercing eyes
memories of the past, dreams really,
unreal happenings.
mornings marked by evangelical sunrises
nights of soulful exorcism-
and i breathed.
time rewound and i was a child;
my insides marked by colors and shapes
i emerged, this time in a magical fashion
lines disappearing, and in their place
bows and ribbons-
freedom-
rebirth.