Celebrating My Re-Birth

Life has a way of catching
The unsuspecting
Passerby on neighborhood walks
We're all just moving through
Rich, homeless
Poor, pretty
Our days catch us all
Money piled high or
Mounting bales of bills
Measure yourself not by
Monuments of man

You are not your pain
Neither circumstances
Or what you leave behind
When you Pass Homeward
To the Place of Memory

You are a Spark of the Eternal
Powered by the One
Come here to Remember
The Powerful Truth

We get to create this place
As we wish, together.