an angel is reborn
without wings or horn
an angel is reborn.
a perfect child
with no memory of dawn
with no knowledge at all.
The waves of the ocean come and go
After a dark night, the sun will glow
The Law of Cycles operates everywhere on earth
And so, after we die, we come back in a Rebirth
What is the cause of this human birth?
What was the reason we came to earth?
We didn't decide where and when we were born
It was our Karma that sounded the horn
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What is the Soul, have you ever thought?
Or is it a mystery in which you are caught?
We all have a Soul, we seem to know
Let's realize the truth before it is time to go
It is the Soul that makes me live
But, is it the one that makes me forgive?
What is the function of the Soul?
What does it do to make me whole?
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There's an addictive solace that whispers from between the cracks in this trench.
The floor stopped caving beneath me, and since then, I've been wandering the stretch.
The walls hug me cold and comfortable, or maybe they're simply my oldest, loyal friends.
I have lived, learned, and loved, and I have left, lost, and lamented.
I have contemplated the aches of history woven into each contracture's blemish.
I have mastered all the steps and I have memorized this condemning demised premise.
Enemies have worn friendly faces, played dress-up, and spoken with invalidity.
Friends have lifted me up and I've been sitting on the product of their solidity.
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the warmth is spreading
green leaves budding everywhere
reliving rebirth
the skies are true blue
the deep colors are coming
snowdrops in the snow
baby robins peep
in the coral hope of dawn
......
There's an addictive solace that whispers from between the cracks in this trench.
The floor stopped caving beneath me, and since then, I've been wandering the stretch.
The walls hug me cold and comfortable, or maybe they're simply my oldest, loyal friends.
I have lived, learned, and loved, and I have left, lost, and lamented.
I have contemplated the aches of history woven into each contracture's blemish.
I have mastered all the steps and I have memorized this condemning demised premise.
Enemies have worn friendly faces, played dress-up, and spoken with invalidity.
Friends have lifted me up and I've been sitting on the product of their solidity.
......
an angel is reborn
without wings or horn
an angel is reborn.
a perfect child
with no memory of dawn
with no knowledge at all.
What is Karma? Karma means Action
It is the Law of Action and Reaction
If we sin, if we do bad, we will weep What we sow is what we will reap
Nobody can escape the Law of Karma
It is Karma that is controlling the earthly Drama
Because of past Karma, we experience trauma
Our Ultimate Goal is to attain Moksha!
Because we live in ignorance, we cry
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Y’all come crying,
When I’m dying.
Y’all are squealing,
While I’m dealing.
Not this, not that,
No way, you say,
Just,
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I knew a girl,
Just the one,
In the whole wild world.
And it’s been a while,
And it’s been a whirl,
And I was whole.
But I was Hercules.