Siquijor

It’s as if a door had opened

all these notes are running out of my head, of my head

and ours souls are entangled in the clouds

tell me if there’s a way they can make it

How does it feel, to be just spirit, our hearts still beat, can a whole life be summed up in a moment?

How does it feel, to know what we truly are

beyond the flesh and the blood

aligned without a timeframe?

And I’ll never stop wondering, why is my life so different than theirs?

And what have I been doing to improve this place we have all been sent to?

How does it feel, to be just spirit, our hearts still beat, can a whole life be summed up in a moment?

How does it feel, to know what we truly are

beyond the flesh and the blood

aligned without a timeframe?

The moon looks upside down