REINCARNATION.
I feel that I have lived before,That I shall live again.Shall yet have my desires fulfilled,Although I know not when.Ifnowis all there is of life,What use to me was birth?Not one desire has been fulfilled,Since first I came to earth.There is a realm not yet explored,I feel it in my soul,I’ll struggle on (though oft I fail)To reach that blissful goal.Full oft I catch a glimpse of past.Old mem’ries round me throng.The mem’ries of a long gone past.—Again I hear a songThat I once heard in previous life,And it to me doth seemAs though an angel sang the song;My life his chosen theme.The notes seem now so strange and weird.I’ve heard them though, before;In former life the music sweetCame from celestial shore.A vague, vague dream of other livesDoth often with me stay;But when I try to hold the dream,It vanishes straightway.My present life is incomplete.A fragment is of past.I shall take up the threads again,And in Life’s loom them cast.The “Great First Cause” has charge ofThe lives that have been mine.The web that’s woven on Life’s loomIn time becomes divine.Absorbed in God I soon shall be.E’en now I feel Love’s kiss.Life’s struggles soon will ended beIn everlasting bliss.What was my life in that dim past?It matters not to me.My Karma of the past will beAbsorbed in Deity.
I feel that I have lived before,That I shall live again.Shall yet have my desires fulfilled,Although I know not when.Ifnowis all there is of life,What use to me was birth?Not one desire has been fulfilled,Since first I came to earth.There is a realm not yet explored,I feel it in my soul,I’ll struggle on (though oft I fail)To reach that blissful goal.Full oft I catch a glimpse of past.Old mem’ries round me throng.The mem’ries of a long gone past.—Again I hear a songThat I once heard in previous life,And it to me doth seemAs though an angel sang the song;My life his chosen theme.The notes seem now so strange and weird.I’ve heard them though, before;In former life the music sweetCame from celestial shore.A vague, vague dream of other livesDoth often with me stay;But when I try to hold the dream,It vanishes straightway.My present life is incomplete.A fragment is of past.I shall take up the threads again,And in Life’s loom them cast.The “Great First Cause” has charge ofThe lives that have been mine.The web that’s woven on Life’s loomIn time becomes divine.Absorbed in God I soon shall be.E’en now I feel Love’s kiss.Life’s struggles soon will ended beIn everlasting bliss.What was my life in that dim past?It matters not to me.My Karma of the past will beAbsorbed in Deity.