REINCARNATION by Ms. Days evaporate like rain water. Most sink, some rise up into the ether. Clouds drift, changing shape with each random wind. You trod on shifting ground from here to there. What's tangible and material today, becomes a pulsing wave tomorrow. Everything that ever was, still is. Nothing that ever existed is lost.
Oh, I know. Missing my Pasha, too. <3
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by Ms.
Days evaporate like rain water.
Most sink, some rise up into the ether.
Clouds drift, changing shape with each random wind.
You trod on shifting ground from here to there.
What's tangible and material today,
becomes a pulsing wave tomorrow.
Everything that ever was, still is.
Nothing that ever existed is lost.