From the wide and blue yonder and the orbs,
I transpire in you to unfold and beat.
For each of my pulse bestows growth and strength
Until forty weeks in your warm bosom.
As I emerge in abode to myself,
You can sense yourself that you have not known.
A new, audacious and nonchalant you!
Like primeval moon, I brighten your soul.
My geometry shape shifts from curved lines
To expanding circle like harvest moon.
The cadence of my vibration quickens
From butterfly’s flutter to flounder fish.
From beating drum to venting volcano,
The rhythm is primeval and constant.
Here I blossom wrapped and glad in your arms!
Bearing ancestor’s faith and future’s fate.
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