Any Form
Life lay ahead,
tenuous, blind yet unafraid
as if a stone's throw out of sight
form and substance laid
opened wide to the Creator's thought in flight;
here I am formed and made,
a blip, microcosm upon inception
conceptual origin of light
the figment of oeuvre
from the very hand of God;
flesh and bone
heart and soul
authoring commencement
achieved satisfaction from His very spirit
as each of us find our reality
as we be breathed into existence.
For the Unseeeking Seeker
contest As We Be Breathed
8/13/21
Copyright © Dm Babbit | Year Posted 2021
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