Chicks

Handpicked, like coffee seeds or strawberries, ten eggs I kept Like a tensed insomniac, for a long time I'd not slept I found a change in the bloom of the dermis as days passed There came out surprise-filled tint tots, elegance unsurpassed. Red, green, blue, purple, and yellow, like a compressed rainbow With perfectly blown balloons, as children merrily glow. As seedlings spring up at night and glisten in the morning, These soft talc and cloud agate gems appear without warning. Standing erect and straight with sun-moon-stars-tinged, blazing eyes; Robotic reflexes; peep, peep, peep, filling up the skies Judgement quality of quantity like the honeybees Psychic contagion is in them, like treasures in deep seas. Symbols of resurrection, springtime splendours, and new life A masterpiece of nature's craftsmanship after a strife Scenes of Elysium, Coleus, and Jannah revealed The mysteries of chicks, like the Milky Way, are concealed.