life

I’m not a body with a soul-

Instead, a soul with a body.

I’m only on this earth for a small time-

Trapped in the likeness of humankind.

Life is but a haze- just a single petal in

A meadow of scarlet poppies.

Actually, everyone is a soul….

Yet no one remembers. Everyone forgets.

No one remembers they are eternal… and soon

Will be rid of their skin.

In either one place or another.

Remember.