Ego Sum

Coming of age

I was curled up somewhere in a cosy den.
Then it started...
Could not refuse the compulsion of accepting this strange force that pushed me.
But it was not easy!

Was I afraid?
Of course! what else these inner quivers in my self could mean?
I saw the exterior luminescence and decided to face it.
There it was, that thing called "I", wrapped in panic vapours,
almost deaf by the howl of the echo of my thoughts, facing nothing.
Insanity of being!
Wonder of belonging!
I am alive! I was born!