Tell it to me again your name,
Was it Carla? Calissa? I cannot remember,
The wind had carried your name out of my mind,
Atoms, fragments, memories, accordingly.
For it was seven thousand years ago,
I was born a child of this Earth,
I toiled and I labored,
I grew in knowledge and wisdom.
You however live in the present,
I came in your dreams,
Of which you now have trouble recollecting,
For I was not meant to stay long.
A minute or so was what they gave me,
Time to appear in your unconscious,
And pour my ancient wisdom into your head,
So fleeting the moment, so fleeting.
What I saw was you misery and sorrow,
I cried for you,
I wanted to help,
Your young, fragile soul.
I was distracted and perhaps not knowing,
Time was running,
Time was running,
I still had much to tell.
So here it is,
My ancient wisdom,
In case you forgot,
In case I didn't tell.
You are Me,
and I am You,
It is true,
We are the children of the Universe.
I, from the past,
You, the present,
Our lives interconnected,
No one - not one, in isolation.
We share the same spirit,
We share the same love,
We share the same sight,
We share the same soul.
Seamlessly intertwined,
The universe has created,
Many beings,
Like you and I.
Although long gone,
My consciousness exists,
It lives on to tell,
This ancient wisdom of old.
So here I call upon,
The young ones,
The old ones,
Be kind, be kind.
All of you,
Are but one,
Expressed differently,
But one, nonetheless.
So take note,
There is no them,
There is no he,
There is no she.
I hope to tell,
This ancient wisdom to you,
You are Me,
And I am You.
Never forget…
Never...
For consequences may be dire.
Was it Carla? Calissa? I cannot remember,
The wind had carried your name out of my mind,
Atoms, fragments, memories, accordingly.
For it was seven thousand years ago,
I was born a child of this Earth,
I toiled and I labored,
I grew in knowledge and wisdom.
You however live in the present,
I came in your dreams,
Of which you now have trouble recollecting,
For I was not meant to stay long.
A minute or so was what they gave me,
Time to appear in your unconscious,
And pour my ancient wisdom into your head,
So fleeting the moment, so fleeting.
What I saw was you misery and sorrow,
I cried for you,
I wanted to help,
Your young, fragile soul.
I was distracted and perhaps not knowing,
Time was running,
Time was running,
I still had much to tell.
So here it is,
My ancient wisdom,
In case you forgot,
In case I didn't tell.
You are Me,
and I am You,
It is true,
We are the children of the Universe.
I, from the past,
You, the present,
Our lives interconnected,
No one - not one, in isolation.
We share the same spirit,
We share the same love,
We share the same sight,
We share the same soul.
Seamlessly intertwined,
The universe has created,
Many beings,
Like you and I.
Although long gone,
My consciousness exists,
It lives on to tell,
This ancient wisdom of old.
So here I call upon,
The young ones,
The old ones,
Be kind, be kind.
All of you,
Are but one,
Expressed differently,
But one, nonetheless.
So take note,
There is no them,
There is no he,
There is no she.
I hope to tell,
This ancient wisdom to you,
You are Me,
And I am You.
Never forget…
Never...
For consequences may be dire.