The unborn

Bloom in the womb Uniting two different cells Into invisible human personhood A pearl in shell of flesh and blood A symphony of countless notes Marching towards maturity Silently waiting for the door With comfort and ease Soft like breeze, tender like dew With beauty of dawn and dusk The little soul eats, moves and beats But does not breath With genes creating a distinct self promising a gifted persona A scientist, artist, explorer, reformist The lustrous life is all personified Living in the abode of love and joy An eternal reflection of creativity An expression of unbroken continuity Much before the times of Adam In the realm of human existence The beginning of a new song With notes of trust, hope and resolve Enhancing every moment by epigenesis Escaping the pitiless and the pill Treating the budding life As a by-product of carnal entertainment Continuing the journey from the organic To inorganic world of vagaries and whims Yet to know how to flirt with the world The unborn is confident and assured that The Creator is the perpetual protector