Poem – Renewal

The dirt path changed to stone
and as time passed I lost my place.

Emerging from one realm
to another this one was foreign.

And yet familiar if I closed my eyes,
like some part of me crossed here before.

And yet distant, the remote connection
either passed or not arrived.

Between two possibilities I chose
to be the reincarnation of my

previous self, to retain the experience
and returned to the world at hand.

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