It is connected to a course.
I knew I was here before
I went back to the past life on the shore.
And saw nothing of course
Only to see what I ignore.
Now that I am here for sure
With the embodiment of past life in-store.
Meeting more and more
And for all I met before.
Knowing that the present must be definite to explore
Keeping the succession of moments in galore.
Doing action deliberately to underscore
So for the past time I never deplore.
But to appreciate the hardcore
Which instigates the tap to wake from the snore.
Just like to restore
And to live in the present core.
With no plan for sure
As the best plan can be derailed in outscore.
Only to follow the purpose to adore
For all I met before.
For present ore
For all we are in now and more.
Revisiting the past life's cause
Where I saw nothing in the fore.
But being familiar with adore
And being familiar with abhor.
It is connected to a course.