The Fool
Our entrance into this realm of existence
Is one of bursts of light and pain
Before the journey
there is a great forgetting
we come back again
again
again
Shouldered on each side of the portal,
the (M)other Wound
the last few visions of the Mission
but they flash by too quickly
to be imprinted
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(m)other wound visions mission..
wonderful riffle of syllables here.
nice work.
Beautiful ~ yes like a dream charm we are back and yet can’t seem to remember the before ~ hopefully to learn what we forgot on our previous evolution around the sun! Thank you!