Life creates itself in cyclic motion
It animates, like a magic potion
ingested in the dark of mind's unknown
penetrating, like a seed that's sown

in the autumn of the year
with the chill of winter in the air
and there, in womb-like warmth, it incubates
as nature's cycles turns, it waits

drawing to itself the energy
building on its will to be
and now, in spring
this gathering

of unseen energy
emerges as a symmetry
as earth and sun align
in a point consuming time

and the tension of new growth resolves
in a flow of life that ever will evolve
while an endless wonder, mystic feel
permeates what's known as real

and we realize we are
at one with light of morning's star
as life creates
and animates

it all

? Michaelette ?

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