Story Behind the Song
I wrote this poem about my viewpoint on reincarnation and tried to explain that we are all part of the cosmic consciousness
Lyrics
Ages unfold in the season of your eyes,
Across the moors your voice whispers
An age old song.
“We have been before”,
Dry, the arid air that combs through my hair,
That moves me across the lands.
Tempest,
When shall this soul rest?
Across the moors your voice whispers,
"Journey on once more".
The light that lead, eons old,
Grows dim and weak.
Oh weary traveler a heaven awaits,
Across the shores,
Where nurtured you’ll be for our last journey,
And to Eternity.
Staid in the revelation that is yours,
Come rest well in my bosom.
Cares are many for such a traveled soul,
Weary, weary of that to come.
Your solace lies before you,
Venture on secure in that you have been,
And will be.
Cycle in cycle is complete,
And ages whisper,
“Old soul, journey on once more”.
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