blow through the night
branched roots in the grounds
fertile
sway with the tickle of the thoughts and dreams
and passions
of the silent voices
sending out
their hopes and desires
into the
vastness of
future
of
tomorrow
of
time
endless and light
with possibility
growing and revolving around
the life chord
a life forms from
two beats
before plans and paths
were even formed
emergence
with soft breath and
first cry
expression of needs
before wants
love at the core
basic and pure
life
