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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476622" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Concede My Fretful Beginnings</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476622" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I concede my fretful beginnings to no one <br>	because I was with the stars <br>		before they began to shine, before <br>the first Adam of the primordial atom <br>	stepped out of his shadowless glade, <br>		and the worlds fanned out like birds from water <br>and the surreal sea dreamed of krill and corals <br>	or the ghastly fumaroles of the expurgated heart <br>		of the labouring earth <br>taught its thermophiles to live without light <br>	like a memory displaced so deep in the mind<br>		 only the convulsions and catastrophes<br> of sunless winters severed from their vivid chains<br>	 like stillborns and candid moons <br>		can waken it again to recall the swell <br>of the wave that gave it breasts<br>	and its life on land in the mansions <br>		of orphaned oxygen that taught it to breathe <br>and let its breath be vital to cherries and bees.<br> <br>I affirm and celebrate my connection to everything <br>		and my foot is not less than my hand <br>nor my blood merely the flag of my imperious brain; <br>	and often at night when I'm alone <br>		with my own poor, longing self <br>I can feel my eyes webbing the harp of my bones <br>	with the soft night songs of my ancient minerals<br>		and the sad, dark airs of my gypsy metals<br>slaying the iron roses in their teeth out of love.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476622" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">	I owe it all to everything, and everything to it, <br>		and I am complete, even in my emptiness; <br>even in the desolation of galaxies and leaves, <br>	even in the spoiling of my most cherished nativities, <br>		the shedding of eyelids and black pollen <br>on the naves of the daisy wheels, <br>	I am always full of the world, at home <br>		with everything from the emerald wardrobes<br>of the friendless algae <br>	to the carbon solitudes of hapless humans.<br> <br>		I am the host and the guest <br>in the black mirror of my shining, the equinoctial eye <br>	of my own arrayed being.<br>		And the things that I say in the dark like planets <br>to amuse the night with motion and appease <br>	my secret need for migrant harmonies, <br>		are the foundation stones, the organs and skin <br>and kidnapped statuary of my summer palaces among the stars<br>	and I am content with my solitary progress <br>		through the wind-taxed realms of poppies and wheat.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476622" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I am the composite serenity of the night sky <br>	that does not inhibit the flight of its cloudy owls <br>		or its magnetic transfusions of bats.<br>If something troubles me, if there are distant seabirds <br>	shrieking their warnings out over a turbulent sea, <br>		or ants in the grass divining the lightning to come, <br>or the swan of the moon torn like a white peony <br>	by something rising up with a beak and a shell from below<br>		like the hungry turtle of the snapping world, <br>I take shelter in the roots of things, <br>	in the watersheds of the relentless rivers <br>		that press on with their dreams of eloquent deltas<br>in mystic union with the sea.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=476622" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">	I summon the shields and shales of my radical nature <br>		to renew their loyalty to the heights of land I stand on<br>battered but unbeaten like a northern pine. <br>	And I shall live as long as there are rocks to cry on, <br>		and fireflies to keep their homely constellations close to earth.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Patrick+White">Patrick White</a></strong></div>