Oh, I have walked this land before,
Have wandered through some hidden door,
Left footprints on a distant shore
Then traveled ’round the bend;
I have appeared in many forms,
And I’ve encountered many storms –
Lived and died and been reborn,
My lifetimes to defend;
There is a purpose so divine
That lets our spirits intertwine
And blossom into vintage wine –
Our hearts and souls to blend,
And even though our paths divide,
That soul connection deep inside
Will hold us close though we have died…….
I’ll know you as my friend
When we shall wander back again,
Neither knowing where or when,
No matter where our souls have been…….
The journey has no end.
