Blooming Life

I think of this life as a child 

Rising in wait to feel alive 

According to pacts made with the womb

Staying faithful to the purpose of procreation.

In realms yearning for comfort and daily simplicity

Infinite desires for tasty bites and warm space 

Seeking Integral circumference of fresh circumstantial elements

Yearning for attraction and compromise of comparison.

Each hour calls for visions of mortal spaces

In every way 

Water calls for immortal safety 

Each child by each slip sings the same song.

Life still tilts 

off the willing wheel of resuscitating morals

Down the sect of each spark

The dazzling sparkle of stars illuminates their childlike hearts.

 

Air’s gracefulness tours through their pores

Turn by turn

Earth’s miraculous beauty blooms

Hailing the divine purpose of life.

In affectionate luminosity

Life preps lofty fragrances 

Down their auras and veins

As through celestial streets.

Each child as a guest is chosen without a knowledge 

Within perpetual shifts systematically 

taken by entities in secure dimensionality 

Doing all life wants in priceless perfection.