Lives Past

No food for a feast,
no wine to drink,
no air to breath,
no thoughts to think.

Crossed paths a time or two?
We did, not so long ago.
Though each was different,
our souls met – we did not know.

Yet on the plain of man,
We met but for a moment.
Our sins forgiven from the past,
Our reservations heaven sent.

From one life to another, go
leading each with uncertainty.
On judgment day we will find
our souls – bonded through eternity.