Familiar

Stronger.

    The infant crying,

         first exhale of 

            new rain upon parched earth.

    Pulse gaining speed;

        the first thought when awoken from dreams.

    Sails bursting forth

        with God's breath 

           across endless seas.

Fonder.

    Fire blazing, 

        brazen along unknown horizon

    Igniting the courageous mind.

    Inhaling familiar scents

        through upturned nose, 

            with uplifted breast.

Deeper.
    Fathoming anew the oceans 

        as mysterious and briny
            as the Sun's dark memory on the skin.
    Beholding the promised land, 

        always before you

            clearer now than the grave.

Weaker.

    The perfected

        first wobbly-steps upon storied shores.

    Earth trod underfoot, 

        pliant as this clay-molded purpose.

        Still unclear, yet very dear,

            Listening to the voice;

                The tide, a rhythmic siren song.

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