Rebirth

I'm just sitting here as a man,
waiting for my water to break,
so I can begin the process,
of living life once again

Awaiting the rebirth of me,
the new mountains to scale,
the pieces of another puzzle,
new eyes with which to see

I'm hoping for the same intuition,
that I see in all the eyes,
that reflect in the mirrors of our minds,
that bring dreams to fruition

This time I choose to believe,
the voices one hears within,
the feelings of the emotions,
found on the heart of one's sleeve

Anticipating the regeneration of spirit,
I search for the recycling bin of life,
where one deposits lived experiences,
shooting rounds and rebirthing the soul like a turret