Written by Magdalene

I am a seed, a grain of sand
Sinking into the mother’s core
Embraced by magma; suspended

I am a great basin, ready to be filled
Surrounded by stone giants

I am a cool river, carving mountains
Running swiftly between the trees; my sisters
Lifted into the wind; held in pure grace

I am a song of evaporated universe
Expanding to surpass my enveloped state
Of everything; of nothing.