We think that our lives are brand new
’til an episode of deja vu
unsettles us so
that we no longer know
if what we believed once is still true.
Though consciously we disavow
that the past intertwines with the now,
the players from then
come around once again,
and emotions arise anyhow.
The Fates wave their wand;
a second round begins.
But how will we respond
to the shifting of the winds?
As time seems to speed by so fast,
our uncertainty leaves us aghast.
We want to be sure
that our vows will endure,
but there’s no guarantee they will last.
Then destiny greases the wheels,
and again we fall head over heels
with one from our past
(who has just been recast),
and our ego, this detail, conceals.
The Fates wave their wand;
another round begins.
We’re learning to respond
to the shifting of the winds.
The past isn’t written in stone;
to our Souls, this already is known.
Embracing our fear
while incarnating here
is the manner in which we atone.
A duckling transforms to a swan,
though the duckling forever lives on.
The lessons we’ve learned
become dividends earned
and allow new awareness to dawn.
The Fates wave their wand,
and as each round begins,
we choose how we respond
to the shifting of the winds.