Do I believe in an afterlife? No!!!
‘Cept for when I do….
When my grandmother’s voice from beyond the grave, finally breaks through
Do I believe in re-incarnation? No!! That is too silly,
‘Cept for when I do…
When I become aware of the thread that’s linking me to you
Do I believe I’ve lived past lives with lessons to behold? No!! That cannot be true,
‘Cept for when I do…
When my dreams come with future wisdom and I drink in the deja vu
Do I believe in the guidance of the fates beyond? No!!! I really, truly do not
‘Cept for when I do…
When every moment from my life has me standing here with you
Do I believe in soul ties, binding spirits quietly? No!!! And, I probably never will,
‘Cept for when I do…
When my sister sits across the country sharing the same story I just told too
Do I believe in magic by the light of the silvery moon? No!!! Absolutely not,
‘Cept for when I do…
When by its light I break the need to speak ANYTHING but my truth
Do I believe in spells and candle light to bring about something new? No!!! I never ever could,
‘Cept for when I do…
When as the candle flame burns away my energy is renewed
Do I believe in Signs from the Sun-the Moon-the Stars? No!!! That’s a bunch of whoopty whoo,
‘Cept for when I do
When it all aligns in perfect time to reflect my being from the expansive blue
Do I believe in Gods and Goddesses? No!!! HA! Blatantly false–I could never presume,
‘Cept for when I do
But only when our bodies unite and we give each other life from just us two
Do I believe in Logic and Reason? Yes!!! They will always always WIN,
‘Cept for when they ask me to silence my experiences within.
Written By: Stacy Johnson 6-1-19, (cycle day 7, maiden)
Singing Over My Bones 