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A Past Life
April 17, 2019
My hands touch the smooth old stone
The ancient architecture feels familiar
Perhaphs from a past life
But I feel a connection to the piece of culture
As if I myself sculpted it
And maybe I did
Perhaps in a past life
© Emily O., Boynton Beach, FL
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This poem was created by me recently while reminiscing over my trip to the historical site of Hampi, in Karnataka, India. I was thinking of my recent vacations while this poem came to me randomly. I am a 9th grader at Clarkstown Highschool North.