Soul Flight

Soul Flight

The winds of time pass,
In the blinking of ones eye,
Another day wiser,
In the university of life,
Another notch up the spiritual staircase,
Soul ascending on high,
We are taken on a journey back to where we came,
Recycled souls in Chiron all but in name,
Who will we return as next time,
On the winds of time that carry us,
Through each and every incarnation,
What will be the ultimate salvation,
on the soul transportation bus,
We seldome know whats round the proverbial corner,
Life uncertain ahead,
So most of us merely sleep on it,
Minds working more overtime in bed,
Another day has already gone,
Before you blink again,
A second ago already history,
And round we go again,
Why on earth do we all so worry,
Whe karma dictates the course for us,
Seemingly already written in stone,
An astrological plot unfolds our path,
As we most of us dare not ask,
Living on and someone says,
If you wanna make God laugh tell him your plans,
Yes many think he's in control,
Hence are we all just puppets who happen to possess a soul,
Old souls recycled coming back for more,
In the power's that be's hands,
Just carried over on the winds of time,
For another round,
Life merely a revolver,
Circular in the tunnel of which our beings are abound,
Vison only given as the almighty wants us to see the light,
Carried along on the winds of time,
On yet another flight.

Kazytc
2005