Crossing Over

drawn to the beguiling notion -
crossing to the other shore -
as if when born we step aboard our craft
beginning life's unpredictable journey

I've not sensed a previous life
though many claim they have
can I doubt those claims as I may doubt
samsara's cycle returning again and again

best to say I do not know
nor does it matter much
it is the poetic realm to which I'm drawn
that may at times reveal true things

shipping out again having alighted 
on that distant shore breathing 
light grace divine harmony of the spheres
a moment a kalpa a lifetime an exhale

knowing not what form awaits us
what rare ether or misty headland 
comes to catch us in our long fall
from one life to the next.