PAST BIRTHS

I believe in past births sincerely

I believe in their existence seriously

Every present moment becomes your past

Every present moment temporarily lasts

My birth was also a moment in time

My death too will be a moment prime

I have come and gone donning a new dress

My soul flew as directed to the changing address

I became what he wanted me to

And accordingly with time did I grew

Two pasts I sensed and still alive in senses

Karmic impressions we carry of those past tenses

One birth ended when I was just six

I fell from a height and the moment stays fixed

Another birth though grand but know not the end

Glimpses of it in my dreams were sent

I was a princess in the Rajasthan region

A kind soul who accepted, loving Nature as religion

I was loved by all and I loved all

None would let me stall or ever let me fall

I dressed in the same wear as of those days

But strange, I looked same and so were my ways

Was I destined to have the same appearance

Who can to these questions give a clearance

Last night my artistic friend messaged

I clicked her messenger page and stared

She sent me a pic of my same past birth

In the dress I wore when I walked that earth

Is this a way we connect to each other

Connected we are having the same mother

This universe is vast and ever expanding

But our births on this earth is time bounding.

03/09/23

India.

Photo credit Marie Harris.