To anyone strolling by
Being carried by their own direction
You will notice only by chance
An accident of pure coincidence
Into the swirling tributary of a lifetime
Hollowed away in gestation
In your nest
A time capsule waitingfor the light
Seedling in the sap
Waiting on the warmth
That your fetus has forgotten
Take a look at what you have created
With a mere exhalation
Sitting beside you on the bench
There all along
When you're ready
Open yourself completely
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