My ***** worn feet
Retracing the same journey,
Many souls before me,
Many following behind.
I feel the steps realign,
I've made the same footprints
In the same soil, again & again.
Remembering recurrent realities,
Replay the drama, another reincarnation
Of my eternal soul, slowly
Lifting back the veil, peeking into
The same void of dichotomies,
I feel their resolution has once before
Resided within my understanding.
Now a forgotten fable, told in foreign tongue.

I am here, now.
But I am also a primordial memory,
I am also a vision of the future.
I am here, now with my preconceived predictions,
My view tinted the colors of my past,
But with each new sun rise,
I reach beyond to open myself, again & again.
The flowing current of energy,
Unfolding new perspective in front
Of my eternal awareness --
May my colored glasses be rainbow,
A kaleidoscope of amorphous patterns,
All turning with the rhythm of the universe.