Cascading Germination
Scenic Route
A speck of
Sand in Zygote's
Hand
Generously X'ing
And Y'ing in
Demarkation's limiting
Path
No Steps along
The Way
Not today
Go lightly
You brazen one
Your gumption
Denotes a Wisdom
Beyond Consciousness
Such an Epic adventure
You so endure
How did you really
Get here?
From Afar?
Mother, Father
God
I Am Sure
poem by Hope Hills
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