Past Life Regression

[Bud]

Past Life Regression
by Bud Lemire on Feb 29, 2004

From somewhere in the distance, I hear a scream
I find myself elsewhere, as if within a dream
I see a beautiful woman, tied up to a tree
My armor protects me, I set my sword free
I cut her loose, with a swing that cuts with ease
Then she runs into my arms, and gives me a tight squeeze
Love is surrounding me, she's someone I must know
I boost her up upon my steed, and away we go

The scene changes quickly, there's tingling in my right ear lobe
I look down to see myself, wearing a long tan robe
I seem to be a monk, or something of the kind
In some religious gathering, in some other time
I'm asked to give a blessing, to some people who are there
The line in front of me gets longer, they come from everywhere
It seems to me I'm a healer, as I touch them with my hands
All kinds of people, from throughout the many lands

Then before my eyes, the scene begins to fade
Next I am a half naked, Native American brave
I seem to hold power, as the medicine man of my tribe
Speaking to the spirits, to keep my people alive
Doing a healing dance, around a blazing fire
Sweat pouring down me, I start to perspire
Hanging from my neck, is a large bear claw
Smiling with our papoose, is my beautiful squaw

Then a flash and a flicker, and a feeling of a wave
I am picking cotton in the south, and I'm a slave
I'm dirty and I'm sticky, and I look a mess
When I'm not in the fields, I wear a dress
The master likes me, and always has his way
That is why I am still here, and why I'll stay
I must do whatever, be at his beckon call
Many times I tire, but he'll whip me if I fall

My eyes start to water, so I close them tight
Then it's hard to focus, there is a bright white light
It seems my life is starting over, my Mom has given birth
I'm a child in the American mid-west, I'm a child of the earth
I grow up a little, catching frogs within a pond
Angels voices whisper to me, "You are a special one"
The sky is blue with sunshine, the Angels warm my heart
They sing the story of my journey, the ending and the start

[adamkade]

I love your poem. Your poem has inspired my poem:
Wages and Pages

Peace.

[Sapphirez]

wow this rocks!! nice story and style to read, and then to see it's all your personal experience, very cool!