Deja vu ?

As we close our final chapter with our demise , do we open up another door?

Alas nobody has ever proved this theory, so we can not settle this score

But aren’t there moments of deja vu, all of which we can not account for?

Too many times I have been suddenly stopped in a startled spellbind 

And I silently say to myself, as my inner thoughts start to unwind

Though things should be totally new to me, yet this is all too familiar I find

So there are traces of places with faces that puzzle my mysterious mind

Yet can one really believe that there is magically, much more to be found?

Are we evermore immortal, just like a wheel that goes round and around

Spiralling cycles of earth’s endless existences with our feet firmly on the ground