Rebirth
T Tom Billsborough
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Within our dark and secret sea
Soundlessly we grow
In our suspended state
With the sure flow
Of intravenous drip-feed
nutrients providing
All we need,
A world at peace,
The nirvana we were promised.
Imagine then our rage
When suddenly we are beached
To blinding light
Into a world
Of unintelligible noise
In a room where sudden jerky
Shadows loom,
Menacing and out of focus.
Not readily do we know
The reasons for our presence there,
Not then, and very rarely after.
And yet we grope for answers
To erroneous fate.
So now to seek
that blissful state again
We curl up in a ball
And entering the tide of reverie
We set sail to meditate and find
The still calm within our beings
The truth of origins.
We may yet fail,
But if the heart sings well,
Some notes may form a pure tune
To bring us back to peace and harmony.
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