I suppose my voice has been with me since before my time on Earth.

And once I was conceived, guided the timing of my birth

For the perfect circumstances for that supreme succession,

Events bringing the lessons that could eliminate my obsessions.

I suppose that my parents were chosen specifically for me

The combining of their energies offering exactly what I’d need

To evolve into the adult that I have so uniquely become

To stand upon my mountain, beat my solitary drum.

I suppose when I leave the Earth there’ll be a certain sort of heartache

& my energetic influence will fly free to start the remake

Perhaps that voice will call, to remind me of what lives on

As I find an orbit, a new found sphere, another ocean to make waves upon. 