Though physically I've never been there before
I feel the soul of me has been
It is a memory
As if I've descended into places of the past
and ascended into places of the future
Wherein I see the end before the beginning
...I know what I don't know...
Yet acknowledging, the more I think I know
the less I do know
Therefore,
While still residing in the present state
of human frailty,
there are lessons to be learned
And when they knock on my door
... irritating my soul... I ask
For more
How can I achieve the balance of self-
in an imperfect world?
By both losing and gaining it!
So, beckoned to let my "material" self
attach itself
to softness and strength
I seek resolution
In, "If this were the last day here on earth,
how would I live it?"
And find
In doing this,
recognizing my own mortality
I meet my Immortal Spirit
and I am whole.

-CLH