How much of my old life do I carry into me new one?

There is a light in my bones 
Messages from the new world  
That is already 
And is waiting to be born 
In the gestating, 
All must come undone 
This unraveling, untethering  
will both pull at your heart  
And explode it with wonder 
Find the cave of your restoration 
And rest there 
There are sweet waters, wild, for you to drink. 
Sleep with stars in your eyes 
To feel the map of your destiny 
It is a destination that has no arrival 
A shape and a texture 
Your soul chose on purpose 
You are both random and intended 
A dance to be danced 
A song to be sung 
Make way fellow travelers 
Breathe light into bone 
Make way for this turning 
You are magic embodied 
Magic, light and laughter 
Be free.  

Aubery Morgan Yee