Will we ever know
the past lives we once lived
or will we always be in the dark
of who our souls once was
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I don’t see this in the literal sense of an actual past life, but in the metaphor that ourselves of today are different beings then we were ten fifth teen years ago, I’m probably wrong, but to me it feels like looking at the pass and seeing my soul as being different from what it was then, a past life. A good read Dave
I don’t see this in the literal sense of an actual past life, but in the metaphor that ourselves of today are different beings then we were ten fifth teen years ago, I’m probably wrong, but to me it feels like looking at the pass and seeing my soul as being different from what it was then, a past life. A good read Dave
THIS ENIGMATIC THOUGHT CROSSES ALL, AT ONE TIME OR THE OTHER! Yes! We will never know!
That will be the biggest reality of life that we will know only after death. Nice thought.
question that no one can answer! sometimes I think this way!
Great poem, quite challenging, loved the way you gave us questions to ponder on for a life time, thank you!
Some people claim they know who they were in a past life - I suffer with so much neck pain, reckon I must have been Anne Boleyn! ! hahaha. Thought-provoking Dave, and an intriguing question.
Several people I have met are convinced they have lived before.BUT, Will we ever know? , a nice one Dave.
A question asked by every body at some point and left unanswered almost to all. Good poem.
I don’t see this in the literal sense of an actual past life, but in the metaphor that ourselves of today are different beings then we were ten fifth teen years ago, I’m probably wrong, but to me it feels like looking at the pass and seeing my soul as being different from what it was then, a past life. A good read Dave