Frozen In The Womb
Until Called Forth
Developing
Perfecting
Waiting For The Time
To Emerge
Into This Realm
To Materialize
And Grow
Born From The
Inner Depths
Of My Being
Places Unfamiliar To Me
Ideas Come Forth
Into A Sound
Understood Here
Primordial Breath
Giving A Voice
To My Soul
With Which
I Can Speak
To This World
1 comment:
Intense poem. I also like that drawing, on many levels.
Thanks for putting it on paper and online.
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