A poem
The soul comes back again in Time
Co-creating the earths design
Round and round incarnates, refines
The complex karmic vine.
Its past life is behind
And a bit of future it does design.
We can find
The key line
That defines
Our place in revolving time.
Karma that entwines
The soul and mind
In deep depths confines
The soul within life’s turbulence aligns
With beauty and charm defines.
Decline the wine
That washes the mind
With any extreme that can become supine
But work with a kind courage benign
In order to redesign
That souls’ karma on earth’s spine.
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