From the Aether

Ummm...if there is such a thing as reincarnation...of consciousness before and after life...if we spring from perfection...then how would one regard being shifted from one state into the next...?


From the Aether


Gentle maker you have fashioned me
Fashioned brook and stone both sky and tree
Molded all that is and that should be
Gentle make this singularity

Silence spirit mindful spoke my name
From the aether sorrowful I came
Filling form I wailing join the game
Living is not loving only shame

What this harm this monument I’ve made
Dissolves the splendor leaving this pale shade
This false reflection where the lost have stayed
Gone perfection that my debt be payed


Perhaps that's why babies really cry out at birth.....................hmmm...?


YouSir