let's take a minute to reflect on our pasts

I was born with an overwhelming empathy

for all creatures encompassing me, 

a red heart ready to feel something 

I’d never felt before;

I was born 

with the ability to love, 

and perhaps I’d no say in the matter,

but the blood filled me no less and the strings

‘round my organs tugged and throbbed 

and eagerly heeded the choir’s demands.

I was born in a state of pure chaos, pure bliss;

I was born to look ahead and reminisce.

I was born to the familiar it would seem,

the leaves I recognized when they fell from the trees

and how evergreens stayed so ever green;

I’d felt the life of rain in me,

death as cold as Canadian Rockies 

all at once with the shelter of instinct,

leaving behind nothing but footprints 

and running for a different reason 

into a cave that says 

security and not

top-security penitentiary...

I was born, learned and raw

in chaos and bliss,

I was born to look ahead and reminisce.

Reviews

[jessdixon]

I love how your thoughts come back together at the end with such poetic symmetry. It makes me reflect on how I was "born". Great work!

[just is]

such a wonderful write here,
I enjoyed this.

[...]

. gorgeous poetry, dear D ... absolutely soulful and inspiring ... your words do justice to you and you do justice to all there is in the universe -- bliss and chaos -- with a sense of wonder and acceptance ... i especially loved the images in the following lines ...

"I was born to the familiar it would seem,
the leaves I recognized when they fell from the trees
and how evergreens stayed so ever green;"

[Distant horizons]

Wonderfully done. A biography of thought, written as simple fact, when others may have felt the need to apologize for it. Excellent, strong write.

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

You have a beautiful style , your words full with fresh wisdom.... I think I was born to read your words .... they are so beautiful x