return to reoccur
return to reoccur My path to forward was led. By a(way) - Leaving physical. Beyond direction. Evolving souls have no concept of stay. I burnt down. My world. Ashy reflection. Cites erected. Then, tumbled back down - A body. Fell. Naked. Skin against ground. In a world of amnesia; wings are bound. Taking no form means there’s no way around. Weaving solitude I found re-connect - A desire-less state. Breathing out. In. I cashed in with life years...