Dejavu

I breathe from Nirvana,
The source of breath from which peace in all things flow,
From the springs of the breath of Nirvana condenses the waters and wines of the sweetest joy, that is present in children, often lost in adults

I bowed my head in reverence to the One who is Within me
And it was Dejavu when the two springs of peace  and joy
Flowed within me, for the first time since I was a boy