From the Darkness Born

From the Darkness Born

It’s dark!

It’s warm!

It’s wet!

I feel my body within yours!

I’m born again!

I’m new!

As all the lights are shining through me,

I feel the power

And then I realize I’m weak.

I have stepped into a jungle,

Filled with species long forgotten

And I am spinning in this new place,

Trying to locate my way.

It’s so confusing

And I confess,

That I’m a little scared,

For I know nothing ‘bout this new life.

I’m like a baby:

I am crawling,

I am crying,

I am new,

I’m weak!

There’s no escaping that predicament,

Because we’re living in the moment,

And every moment we are infants,

And every moment we are weaker!

But as we struggle to survive the jungle,

We learn how to be strong in weakness

And even though this circle never ceases

Though every moment we are infants,

The next one we’ll be stronger!

From darkness born,

In darkness living,

We are children

Of the feelings!