Beginning

No longer a worm,
I stretch out incandescent wings

And take to the breeze.

Undulating on the currents

Of life and loss,

Love and labor.

In a sky

So deep and blue and vast 

It stretches to the heavens -

In and around and inbetween

Their glowing gates.

So those great, strong doors come

One soul closer

To present on this earth -

Here In the muck and the mire

With the wandering and tender
Lost in the fields of bright wild wonder.