Strolling down the streets of Paris years ago,
I felt like I had walked those streets before.
It was a weird feeling of deja vu like no other,
But I’d never visited this place I so adored.
The buildings seemed somehow very familiar,
And I could find my way easily to every place.
The electricity that seeped up from the streets
Stirred something in my heart as I slowed my pace.
Maybe my desperate longing to visit this amazing city
Was so strong that when I finally had the chance,
My spirit joined with the spirits of all came before,
Leading me to think that here I had once danced.
Written for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #127: deja vu. This truly happened to me when I visited Paris in 1997. I felt like I had lived there. The museums and monuments and street life were pure beauty and magic.