I've Walked this Path Before... The scene is new, I've just arrived; so what explains this tingled spark that in another time or space I've crossed this threshold, left my mark? Is time a circle shaped around what's gone before and what's to come? Perhaps that's why we sometimes feel our going-to is where we're from. The flow of all existence could be spilling through a single loop... dimensions melting from their frames and swirling in a cosmic soup. I hope, when mortal threads are cut, my soul will knock at heaven's door; I'll recognize God's blessed face and know I've walked that path before. copyright 2001 Laryalee Fraser |