Trimesters

This is my true story: I am a dream I flow from the depths of Bliss. Creating schemes and systems without cognition, cell by cell, I became a numinous zygote, I'm wonderfully made! I came through a body, a body. Then, began the inoculations, profane verses dangling from those gifted with mind, insisting that I was fascinated by them, but, they weren't mine, these hands, my hands. 16 yrs ago I was diagnosed with breast cancer in 3rd stage. I did a lot of meditation, 3 miles daily walks and wrote a few poems, this is one of them.