Think back to the day you were born.
Held in the arms of two broken people.
Weeping and struggling to see light and form.
Now think back to the day before that.
Secluded in a womb.
Alive, having grown from almost nothing.
Now think back 10 years before that.
Your particles had not taken shape yet,
and the world existed without you.
Who were you in this moment?
Better yet, what were you?
Allow yourself to feel what that state would be like.
– – – –
Free from debt and pain, you feel
weightless while you stare into the ring
of cosmic black and blue and searing white.
What form did we take before we entered?
What form will we take when we leave?
Tell me something, do you too