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At birth we start a journey,
Down a winding road.
Life is not forever,
Just a fleeting abode.

We are in the act of
dressing,
Preparation of the soul,
As we travel onward,
Many secrets unfold.

Material things will  
vanish,
Like a stranger, in the
night,
These were only put
here,
To help make the
journey lite.

As in the box we travel,
Coloring this adventure
blue,
Looking to Chakra                                            
Inwardly,  
She will guide us through

Each day, we pack our
suitcase,
Collecting treasures of
this life.
When we have accom-
plished,
Each one, will take his
flight.

(c) copyright heather burns 2009