Old soul

Traveling through constellation
Transcending the normality
Searching for the landing
Awkward understanding
This life is unexpected
I am a visitor
I visited before
Returned
Did I leave something
Important to remember
My past life?
How many times did I incarnate?
It’s my old soul or is it?
Yes, it’s what will make me whole , the pieces of my old soul scattered all about,

Collecting each piece without doubt that lessons learned often seer the scrapes and wounds will burn.
There I was
Yet again
I know you
You’re a really old friend
Old soul
Always young
Never really growing old
These bits and pieces of old souls
We wear
But it’s the lessons we learned that we all now bare
Old soul~