“Ancient bath”
Two lives before they missed their meet
Souls who over the road would greet
Absorbed the sun on a different street
The grand design kept away their feet
Ancient times it was thought most dear
Liquid poured would help them clear
That memory loss that when we steer
Helped along when souls come near
Them were beings bathed through salt
Evolve each time until the halt
Here they met once more through malt
Again cross roads the same door halt
In a second of a mystery touch
Human form recall the brush
Form again they plait hair lush
Finding each attractive blush
Their minds were attached from a life
Way before the world brought strife
To them the stars brought back a wife
Beacons zodiac laid down it's knife
That miracle moment when you see
Destiny flowed upstream for thee
Laid back nude on her lover free
Down on earth waited lives times three
Arno Le Roux 2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem