Poem: Through a thousand lifetimes

In this lifetime We finally met for the First time. The universe forever synchronizes The heartbeat of souls Vibrating through transparent impulses Lay the eternal ebb, on The white shore with footprints of youth. Flux, and Disappear

The unspoken love and hate Jealousy and compassion They are merely the puppeteer master's toys: Mcguffin Hitchcock would say. "Do we create meaning, Or meaning create us? " The unspoken truth Been told for a thousand Lifetimes, And continue To be told Forever And, Ever.

Through a thousand lifetimes now, we are here Please remember Please to forgive But not forget I've met you before I'm meeting you now I'll meet you later. It's okay that you forget And I forgot too: We are one. 20221005

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Art credit: Marc_Chagall_The_Birthday_1915