Soul Mate

We share a single soul . . .
fates soft embrace
a tale many times told
then usually laid to waste.

Looking towards touch
the steadfast mediator
we steep in it much
only to drown in it later.

An age-old rhyme
we all but actually hear
cutting swiftly through time
to covet what is near.

What barbaric thought
propelling one's self
from what is sought
to unequivocal hell.

It is inside the stillness
warmth permeates the being
inside the willingness
one truly begins seeing.

Remember the soul . . .
it knows out name
gives us all we need to know
and how it is we became

-Gina Hagberg-Ballinger

Those who cannot remember the past
are condemned to repeat it.
-George Santayana

Let us alone. Time driveth onward fast,
And in a little while our lips are dumb.
Let us alone, What is it that will last?
All things are taken from us, and become
Portions and parcels of the dreaded past.
-Alfred, Lord Tennyson