The Journey- Part 1

A fusion of cells result in a living mass Of potential and hope, gift from God Growing, each second life beckons No identity; yet a spark ignites It fights to survive, to thrive, stay alive A stream of red feeds, nourishes, flourishes Growing stronger feeling claustrophobic It knows it, trying to close it, failing to expose it Rushing emotions, tied down by contortions Air around blows life abound Inside that cave of comfort and devotion Motion beckons; movement stirs Realisation of existing, participating Intellect stirs, tuition from body, mind and soul Curiosity grows, bestows a fresh outlook on surroundings Sounds abound, patterns evolving, language astounding Throbbing of life, almost complete Just starting out, life awaits what to give? The journey, almost complete Let’s wait and see for new breath to comfort and soothe…