The Moment of Return

Every body has it’s cross.
Every soul has it’s loss.

No one walks the world untouched.
Along the way we al get smutched

Without crosses, no expansion.
Without expansion, no experiences.
We are here to experience the happiness,
the sadness, the light and the dark.

From that which arose experience, shall we return.
Child-like yet mature, remembering our essence.

The moment of our return.
No beginning, no end.