New Life

You became who you were in an exploration,

of becoming, through the marriage of male and

female, woven into being in dark brightness,

where silence sang ancient songs through

watered, imaginings; drifting in an ocean

salted through time and love, breathing in

that slow way of creation, through all that

you were, or might be, as the angels drew

in scented books, the story of the life you

would live and who you would become, as

you left the place where life had entered into

your soul, passing through each breath I

took, each surge of my blood and waiting

love, in that deep unknowing we both knew.

About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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