Reincarnation Revisited

when we meet again
we keep
the indention of distance

somehow i touch you
but you deny it

when you comply with
a wry smile

i shall pretend that
nothing affects me

then we go hand and hand
in the journey

into another time another place
begrudged

i must realize that these are not the hands
i love

into another body into another mind
i know what i am looking for

how shall i know that it is the same soul?
shall my heart still recognize whom?

or this love is nothing but another kind of fading light
and into the darkness also shall forget itself

its roots
it flowers all gone.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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