essence of life

Songs of Bee

an unformed body

with days planned before me

woven into my soul;

my name written in a book.

my inmost being

knit together in the soft silence

of my mother’s womb.

fearfully and wonderfully


in the secret place.

interwoven in the depths

of the earth.


—behind and before.

i rise on wings of dawn

settle on the far side

of seas

holding fast.

my heart and anxious thoughts

already made known

and i know

that i am not alone.

light becomes dark around me.

darkness is not dark,

but light surrounds me.

this life is enough

and death will be timely.

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