It is connected to a course.
I knew I was here before I went back to the past life on the shore.
And saw nothing of course Only to see what I ignore.
Now that I am here for sure With the embodiment of past life in-store.
Meeting more and more And for all I met before.
Knowing that the present must be definite to explore Keeping the succession of moments in galore.
Doing action deliberately to underscore So for the past time I never deplore.
But to appreciate the hardcore Which instigates the tap to wake from the snore.
Just like to restore And to live in the present core.
With no plan for sure As the best plan can be derailed in outscore.
Only to follow the purpose to adore For all I met before.
For present ore For all we are in now and more.
Revisiting the past life's cause Where I saw nothing in the fore.
But being familiar with adore And being familiar with abhor.
It is connected to a course.