Be born again

Gently, dear tread upon the thin line…
That unfurls between what is and what could be..

Every step you take leads you further away,
closer and closer to a place I can never see…

But you shall smile, you shall be thrilled,
by the sights you see there, and the sweet smell of peace…

you shall wake, and your skin shall clear,
your eyes shall gleam, and you will have seen

your home far from home, far from your haven on this earth,
close to that of the mother who gave you birth…

there she sleeps, I have dreamt…
and the prayers in her sleep to you she has lent…
so before her eyes open, and before she must search again,
go my dear, walk gently, and be born again…


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