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                                                     Borobudur
 
 
                                             Sitting on the top of Borobudur,
                                              surrounded by Buddha statues,
                                         watching the sun set over western Java.
 
                                                    I’ve started wondering:

                                              Could it be the monks are right?

                             Do we have to keep coming back till we reach perfection?
                                                    Is there reincarnation?
 
                                                  If they are and if there is, 
                                       then I’m many lives away from Heaven
                                        and even though you were the closest

                                          thing to perfection that I’ve known,
                                         I’m sure you have a few lives left too
 

                                           Maybe all wasn’t lost on that day

                                               you went back to California.
                                    Maybe we’ll meet again in another lifetime

                                         and maybe this time we’ll get it right.

 

 

                                          Could it be that we had been lovers
                                                      in a previous life?
                                   I seem to remember that even though we were
                                             only together for a short time,
                                                 it seemed and still seems
                                          like I’ve known you my entire life.
 
                                            Of past lives we’ll never know
                                        and future lives lie far ahead, if ever.
                                     So I’m going to stop dwelling on a dream
                                              and get back to living this life.
                               Only now, I’m not going to try so hard to be good.
                                          I wouldn’t want to reach perfection
                                        and miss out on a future life with you.
                                           Please be bad too, at least a little.