My life is made up
Of a bunch of different beliefs
Some are Hindu, some are Christian
Some are Buddhist, some are Muslim,
Jewish, Catholic, Scientific, Spiritual.
Most of it has to do
With a feeling.
A feeling deep inside of me
That I have carried from lifetime
To lifetime
Something not installed
By the fads of society
Something real and deep
Rising up from the heart
And spreading to my toes and fingertips
Life wildfire
Coursing through your veins.
I used to question life
And religion
When I was a little girl
I would stand at the podium
And stare into the eyes of a thousand desperate souls
And tell them I believed
But secretly believing
I did not.
And that is how I know
That my soul is not new
For she has seen
Other lifetimes
Of heartbreak and destruction
She has endured
Different worlds of love and laughter
Different dimensions
Of war
And she knows
That this is not the beginning
Nor the end
But simply the reason
To pause
And meditate
And call on your inner warrior for help
Because this will surely be the battle
The battle of your life.
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