Infinity’s Gradient Motion

Wanting
As ripened fruit

                          I birthed

Falling toward other beginnings
Choices unbridled

                         I knew

Warm hands met me
Waiting sounds

                          I heard

Soft urges
Anxious voices
Holding my inborn stillness

                          I traveled

With adolescent cries of immortality
Mother decreeing my death premature
Sun did shine
Rains did come

                            I lived

Collecting earth-time
Singing its experience
Clock hands began their hesitation
Movement ever cautious

                            I readied

Archives labeled
Summoned filings completed
Making of my heart
A final mortal expansion

Time to prepare for the next ever living

Transition into infinity’s gradient motion