Does the soul know of age

Does it beg to rest its head

Does it ache for flight 

From the stillness of my bed

Can it breathe in such confinement

Under the pressure of my will

Does it have the patience of thought

To know it can not rise until

It has taught me all it knows

Forced me to see all that is

Awakened me from the stillness of life

Showed me this is not mine nor either is it his

It has been brought to heart

As it ran through my mind

This life is not mine nor yours

It belongs to mother time

All that she has asked

Is for us to teach a few

And that living a selfless life

Will keep you from consuming you