Genesis

It is the beginning

the first breath

the first poem

the first kiss.

It is the fertile soil

toiled by the plow

naked; waiting for the seed.

It is the young child

with newly scraped knees

standing; moving forward with eyes filled with wonder.

It is the fragile bird

propelled from its nest

flying; realizing the fullness of its reach.

It is those infinitely few moments in our life

when we find the courage

to listen to the wind

sailing through our heart

and we remember,

anything is possible.

                    - flc