How many breaths do we get?
Is your number already chosen?
Was your soul contract sealed with a smile?
Or did the tears run down your face?
I wish I could remember….
Sometimes there is a glimpse.
A familiar scent that catches my attention.
One not of this lifetime,
But still a lifetime that was mine.
My soul can remember,
The times before this one.
Like a faded scar etched into your skin.
I can trace the outline of what was.
I wish I could remember…..
What was I looking for?
Why keep coming back?
So much time wasted,
Looking in the wrong places
For all the right things.
Did I take too long?
To start living with purpose?
How many breaths do I have left?
How many lessons did I pack into this lifetime?
How many more sunrises, how many more kisses?
I wish I could remember…..
Sometimes I meet a familiar soul.
I know their eyes from past lives.
Their touch feels like home.
They make me long for a place that only my soul remembers.
A place where the tests have been taken,
The lessons learned.
Every moment lived in the right now,
All the moments enjoyed with the sole purpose of joy.
A place I can breathe deeper,
Settled into peace, like an old sweater.
I wish I could remember….
Was this the plan?
All this heartache,
The loss, the fear.
Is this how I planned it?
This feels harder than I wanted it to be.
And at the same time, it feels magical.
Was there magic before,
Did I see it in all the same places?
Did it feel as amazing as it does right now?
I wish I could remember….
Or maybe what I want is to forget.
Longing for a place,
Only your soul knows,
Leaves your mind feeling lost.
Never fitting where you are,
But never knowing where you fit.
Trying to remember why you are here,
But longing to know where you came from.
Wanting to go home
But needing to let your soul wander.
Counting each breath until your last,
Filled with joy for your coming ascension
Feeling the tears weld up in your eyes,
For when you stop to remember,
That’s when you remember…
You won’t remember this lifetime either.
How many breaths do I have left?
Is the number already chosen?
Was my contract sealed with a smile?
Or were the tears running down my face?
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