Develop, sweet embryo

In the darkness of possibility

The magic of not yet

The promise of opportunity

Root, dearest energy

In the certainty of breathing life

The whisper of presence

The promise of natural form

Emerge, tiny life

In the light of warm, boldest truth

The chosen shape of existence

The promise of pure evolution

Ascend, beautiful being

In the encapsulation of the soul

The reaching up of reaching out

The wonder of Celestial eyes


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