No. 38 - Becoming

I crawled upon my belly

Following the branched trees

Swallowing what life humbly

Gave for me to eat

Till suddenly a stillness

Bore into my soul

A quietness that went against

All plans that were my own

But a deeper call resounded

A nature, some would glean

Bid me obey

And there to stay

So wrapped in self

Enclosed

I became