I was born remembering...
Nothing of the process...
I will die remembering...
Nothing of the process...
I was born to death...
My thoughts...My actions...
No longer me...
I will become...Shapeless...
A spirit...Transcending...
A journeys end...
A journeys begin...
I will fade from memory...
Like stars of long ago...
A future within a past...
I will come again...
Ever changing...
Seeking friends of new and old..
I will not be me...
But me just the same...
Lessons will have learned...
Lessons still need learned...
I am...
In past and present...
I have been a many...
With many lifes journey to tell...
I will continue...
Until I take shape again...Shapeless