Reincarnation-

What is left inside of a man,
Who’s heart is filled only with emptiness?

Is it not inevitable that this barren void,
Be enthralled with the wistful times of living?

Or is it possible that this hollowness generates,
Deeper and colder feelings of lonely desperation?

If degrees of happiness fluctuate in relative waves,
Are we doomed to live in constantly repeating moments?

One’s life would be dedicated then to a multitude of lives,
Dying and being reborn inside, every second, of everyday.

Through revolutions of dreams and realities spiraling,
I am desiring, amongst the chaos, to find a delicate harmony.

Searching through these moments of freedom and enslavement,
Holding them in perspective, so that neither matter, nor exist.

With the hopes to consistently transcend from nothingness,
And attain the purest essence, of Light, Truth, and Beauty.

Reincarnation-

Robert Dye

Portland, United States

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