Manifest!

by

Thought
Emerge!
Without fear!
Without shame
Or care!
Just be!
Be free!

Ascend!
From the sea
Primordial
And free.
Rise drenched
And wet,
With meaning
And intent…
And rise!
And climb!
And soar
Blindly!

Are you mine?
No, you’re not!
I’m the womb
To grow in
To be sheltered
To be formed
To gestate
To manifest …

Now go!
Out there!
You belong
Somewhere …
Not here!
Elsewhere.
To be seen!
To be heard!
To be felt,
To be touched!
To be lost.
To be found.
In space,
In time.

Where?
And when?
Who knows?
Out in the void,
To dance,
Intertwine,
With others
Of your kind.

Manifest!
Go plant
Your self!
Become a seed
In other seas,
Like me,
And rise
Anew!
And emerge
Again!
And again!
And again!
And again!
And again!
Until
The very end …

Image credit: Feature image generated with DALL·E using a prompt based on this poem and its themes.
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