It's times like this I start to reminisce
On the future's past
Minus the present;
The true gift represents
the light destined to grow angelic wings
and take flight;
Into the 5th dimension,
Traveling beyond comprehension
Without any form of negative apprehension
Without any mention of repentance
Or
Man made forgiveness;
It's times like this I miss my love ones
In the physical
So I dig deep
Into the root of my ancestry
To spiritually view them mentally;