A JOURNEY
At birth we start a
journey, down a winding road
Life is not forever, a meer fleeting
abode.
We are in the act of
dressing, preparation of the
soul, as we travel onward many mysteries
unfold
Materialistics will vanish
Like a stranger, in the night
These were only put here to help make
our journey lite.
As in the box we travel,
Coloring this adventure blue,
Looking to Chakra, she will guide us
through.
Each day, we pack our
suitcase, collecing tresures of
this life, when we have accomplished
Each one will take his fight.
copyright by heather burns