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A Noble and a Traveler

From some other time, from some other race

I’ve stopped for a visit, from some other place

A sovereign soul, I retain still a trace

Of all other places I’ve been to in space

I’ll stay ‘til I’m tired and learn what I must

Then move on with joy to my home in grace

My clothes are my body, it will fall of in dust

It’s only borrowed, yet a great sacred trust

Genetics of my parents, my soul, my own

And I owe them greatly for their selfless loan

It serves for the moment, and offers a ride

To view my creation, I produced from inside

I’ve passed through the curtain to appear once again

On the stage of the theatre with all of my friends

I’ll learn from them and they’ll learn from me

Interchanging our roles, growing eternally

I retain all the best features that I ever had

With the help of my friends, to these I will add

I’ll wash out my vices, my lusts and my sin

And learn from the voice of my master within

He hears all my wishes, provides all my needs

He gives me the answers and governs my deeds

He is my silent teacher, the voice of the soul

Pushing me relentlessly toward my goal

I’ve been here many times, each time playing the role

That I most needed then, for the growth of my soul

In the fourth generation I’ll appear once again

With a plan for perfection and a lifetime to spend

Seeking final completion of an eons long quest

To reach the last level in the alchemical test

Until finally perfect, no need to return

No problems to solve, no lessons to learn

Then I can rest, my journey complete

Perfected and purified in my creators seat

Then through other dimensions in steps not yet trod

I will finally arrive to reunion with God

I chose this experience and I wrote the play

I chose the actors I perform with today

It has been what I’ve made it, none other to blame

I’m a noble and a traveler, in life’s wonderful game.

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