On the day I was born,
I traveled the journey from Heaven to Earth.
I was placed into the lives of parents...
who would love me yet give me such little worth.
In moments of chaos I chose to come,
perhaps it should have become a sign.
A farm burning to the ground,
as insistantly I push to hear the sounds.
My drive that brought me here, my desire-
a time entered upon earth amdist a raging fire.
It's sybolic in ways never examined,
a symbol of the power of the soul within.
I can't look back and reflect upon,
the day I was born and feel peace and love.
I feel drive, and burn, and tension, and fear.
These emotions I carry from year to year.
Searching for reasons, for answers that give...
the disire and purpose for me to Live.
@s.ray 2-17-2013
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