Sept. 3 [365-DPP]

The Age of My Soul
By: Amelia Rose

Sometimes, I feel it.
In brief, fleeting glimpses
I feel it;
The age of my soul;
The weight of eternity.
It's not remembering, persay.
Just a feeling, a sensation
Truth.

When my mom tells me stories
Of how I was as a child;
Fearless, bold, innocent, pure;
Wise;
I feel it.

In the transience of an instant
A sense of connection with the premortal
Grazes my spirit;
A witness of the truth and glory of Eternity.

I may have only 18 years on this planet
But my soul is much older
My soul is, and was, and will be
Forever.