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Tuesday, May 5, 2020

Becoming II


Innocent at dawn
The world returns, fresh and new
Rousing in the light

The fluid of birth
Fills the ether, drink it
Like the sacrament

Recoiling, confused
Consider the purpose, self
Continuity

The terrible dawn
To be…and to be, not I
The incarnation

The fluid of birth
Fills the ether, drink it
Like the sacrament

Threads of memory
Woven into tapestries
Violence, indifference

The storm is over
The night is done, dawn is come
Temporalities

The fluid of birth
Fills the ether, drink it
Like the sacrament

Everything is calm
In the aftermath of birth
Restful exhaustion


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