We Have Met Before

We have met before
Perhaps you have forgotten
The tea we shared together
On the bridge of rope
Near by the river
Close to the waterfall
Thereby a mountain
In a place in Tibet
Remember all those days
In those heavy mists of time
You were father and I was child
We kept reversing roles
Playing out these games of life
In a different culture every time
I am you and you are me
We seem to be as one
Father, son, mother, child
Lover, traitor, saint
Our destinies have intertwined
We play these different roles