PERFECT FROM THE START

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I am the wind that churns. I am a young bird weeping. I am the center of the hawk’s red eye and … it’s hard to believe it has been perfect from the start. Yes, perfect from the start. Is it any wonder I cry so hard?  Is it any wonder I laugh so loud?

I grew up in the cracks of skyscrapers. I taught myself to run before I could walk. I’ve seen the world in flames. I’ve heard my mother sobbing. I know your pain because I am an old man dying. I am the newborn’s breath. Is it any wonder?

I am a towering tree. I am a shooting star. I am the ocean I swim in, the mountains I climb, the lovers I’ve known, the light and the dark & the child at play & I am the song of souls singing this song called joy. This is living. This is Life. I hardly believe I‘ve always known how to sing, I simply forgot the song until now.

I am the newborn universe born once more, over and over again.  I am an old woman speaking her wisdom to the universe. I am a young bird singing. I am its Mother weeping. I am the sun laughing all the way every single day & it’s hard to believe it’s been perfect from the start, yes, perfect from the start.