Shape Shifting Soul
"When they tell my story I want them to say one
thing: she overcame everything and kept going."
Quote by - The Ravenwolf (FB)
I have lived a thousand life's in my soul,
shape shifting through earth time and planets;
and sometimes things come to me that I hate.
Is it a regression into a past life?
Did it happen in this earthly life?
I want to tear out the page,
of that regression or memory in my journey;
rip it up and burn it until it is ashes . . .
throw the charred remains into crashing ocean waves,
watch them float away and pray they sink;
never to return.
But, in the end they return to me for some reason,
oh, the map of my existence has tangled deep layers;
as I shape shift through time and space.
Sometimes I am in a valley of loss,
journeying through death, grief, tears;
at times, I am stuck in sticky swamps of ooze,
or perhaps I am walking in a barren desert exhausted.
I have found myself in a frozen land on another plant,
lost in the ghost lands of previous life's,
or wandering a field of poppies somewhere;
beside a raging river.
My soul keeps tumbling and shape shifting over and over,
I love places with a resting tree and tranquil lake;
but more often I am taken to broken dreams,
storms, loss and regret always finds me.
At times my journey is of romance and love,
I recall a life where I am standing on a ship with a man;
we are kissing, caressing as the ship sinks,
we go under and I am carried away by waves.
I find myself on a rocky shore but he is gone,
I have never stopped searching.
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2024
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