SerialManeater
In my previous life
I was an eagle soaring high in the sky
A panther pawing quietly in the grass
I was the sun
I was the earth

In my previous life
I was swaying purple daffodils
I was thorned bushes grown tall
I was a field of sunflowers with my eternal weight bending me down

In my previous life
I was the wind
That gusts between your hair
The light in your eyes
The laughter on your lips

In my previous life
I dreamt of the day you will be born
I whispered sweet nothings in your hair
I was your silent kiss

In my previous life
or previous lives
of a hundred thousand souls
of pirates and princesses, slaves and ordinary people
of vagabonds

In my previous life
I will soon enough return
1 Response
  1. Anonymous Says:

    this is beautiful.
    achingly. consumed and supressed.

    bless you.