Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Birth


Birth

The droplets are forming
Condensation from the heavens
Right at the point of final release
That finally brings on the beginning
All things new
Many things few
Until they are one
Just like the molecules
Forming the droplets
There is power in the union
There is momentum in the making
There is movement in the stillness
There is moisture in the dry
There is an answer in the why
There is formation in the sky
I feel it beneath my feet
It’s about to consume the street
Of every tongue and every nation
Of every curve and fenestration
There is a condensation forming
Where no one will be afraid
We will all be covered in love
Look, it’s forming clouds above
No death, no darkness, no childish fray
Will stop, delay, or mar this day
For nothing stops the gravity
Nothing stops the majesty
When the sound, the roar falls to the earth
The drops are forming, a windswept birth

I saw a droplet on the sidewalk…
Now I feel one on my face…

Feels like grace…

K, Duane Carter 8-24-11 


2 comments:

  1. You're welcome, Sunshine...by the way, I just LOVE that username!! Awesome!

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