birth

seeds are born

to give birth to seeds

in the dance of the universe

its master, ceaselessly

choreographing birth on this earth

as his counterparts

in shapes, sizes visible and beyond vision

in the lakes and brooks

rivers, oceans

mountains, deserts

in the skies

the deepest bed of the earth

freezing and burning points

in bits and bounds
millions of moments
with dots of silence and sound
travelling

everywhere

within and beyond human hands

echoing the director’s existence

rollicking days and nights

birth, birth and birth

everywhere

thus love is born, to breed love

deaths reborn in the ballet

there’s no loss in the wondrous air

birth rejoices in constant and stable transience

in the sole wandering song that’s played on the stage