Reincarnation
Mistakenly believing we’re body-mind,
we begin to trauma bond with our ego,
with fears and desires, gripping us in their bind,
transient objects we seek, we’re loathe to let go,
so as we become self-centred and unkind,
distanced from pulse of love and light, we sink low.
After death life review, shows us our soul’s stain,
so to repay debts of love, we’re born-again.
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