Sunday, December 2, 2012


The souls are brought to being,
placed patient at the line,
which marks the start
of mortal wanderings
which fate has mapped.

So comes the hours of darkness
which leads into the light
when knowledge is extinguished,
so learning may begin.

Eternal seed is sown
as heaven shows its hand
and flings new hopes
on soil fresh-tilled; prepares
the way again.

And each is planted deep
below the mother's breast,
new life is sanctified;
a Self restored to Earth.

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