Born

Ghosts in the discipline of the human
Forces swimming within
Brewing atone ascending
The fleeting passage of time
The planet turned in on itself, then peaced back
On earth

Born
We all came from a woman
Grew our bodies inside her
Washed in her blood, first blood
So how does the mother stand beside, when she created
As the child takes laboured breath
Like the first
Last blood, not like the first

For walking, for playing, for driving, for breathing, for being
Bearing her feelings with the limbs she bore to life

Her heart, heavier than the body
We wrap around these times
We hold to be felt our brown skin shining against the sun
Bright and seen, always seen

Creating a shielding layer of strength
To muster a life in the open
Bright as the new sun
One with blending colors strung about

Can we see each other through the mist
A hazy new face caught in the moment of living?

I knew this wasn't a dream
'Cause dreams don't feel matter
And matter is solid in its turn