Reincarnation is not the human fate, they say
Immortality is a virtue of the divine,
But in your gentle carousels and armour,
I have often known deathlessness
I have already lived (and loved) a thousand lives.

I have found you in the sonnets of Shakespeare,
and in the wilderness of my thoughts,
My light in the murkiest hours
My epitome to the infinite (and beyond too)

P.S. - I wrote this poem for March the 1st, it was my Mum's birthday. But like I didn't really gift her this in writing, I read it out loud to her, 'cause my handwriting is a mess. She wasn't disappointed by how the poem turned out :D
© Legrade