We die to be born

To live without scorn

And the flesh of a cage

That puts “self” in a rage.

 

The spirit dies to be born

No longer chained, forlorn

Learning to be humane

Requires we feel pain

In varying degrees

From our souls to our knees.

 

Inside and out; above and below

Balance polarities; as we flow

As energy and light, in our final stage

Requires us to die on the last page

 

Of the material, physical plane

Proving our worth in our deeds and in name

 

Finally; We Return Home!

 

“We are ~ Spirits of Light & Energy

 

For …

 

Light flows into us …

Light flows through us …

Light flows from us …

For we are~

Spirits of Light & Energy …”