On Life

On the hour of the clash of death and birth
Of a seed and a golden plant
Of clouds and the refreshing rain
Of clay and a pleasant pot
Of rivers and the all-containing ocean
Of darkness and living light
Of hunger and sumptuous satiety
Of ignorance and wealthy wisdom
Emerges from the battle-womb of Mother Creation
The baby of life.

Poet’s Perspective
The death of one results in the birth of another. The seed dies giving birth to a plant. The process of regeneration is an essential component in creation.


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