See, hear, my little one.

Your senses tuning finely to Earth’s

Undulating, rhythmic waves of ageless,

Age-old lifeforce

Pulsing lifeless forms to life.

Measured heartbeats drumming out

Life’s message

Through the ether, ever nearer

Farther than the furthest orb

Twinkling its cyclic orbit

Ever onwards

Through the ebony-black, empty-black

Dark.

Forcing: nothing; everything

Which lies between you and me

And eternity

And you will always know me

In the rushing silence, in the waveless,

Still, forever sea of time

Flooding your senses

Flowing endlessly far into the

Deep-black emptiness of night

And you can find me in the dark

For all your senses are now tuned

To earth’s own heartbeat

Not to hear your own nor mine,

As we are one

Orbiting this twinkling, pulsing, womb

Forging flowing life

In every dying contraction.