Life's Cycle 1 Arrival Poem by Adrian Flett

There is no offer or approval
merely entry and thrust deep in
matrix; cells penetrate congregate
free to randomly create.

So does it begin with the heart?
that initial beat at the start
harbinger at birth of myriad
more throbs; that ever pulse

in the long para journey beside
us since mystic moment
of conception now together
from start and on forever.

As close we were at conception
closer than any other time
yet still we had no perception:
in ignorance we lifelong stand.

So reliant on others from the outset
the self yet unknown not understood
nor the laying out of the duration
that will be our given provision.

Mother reliant for early growth and learning
now out of the mother matrix of the womb
living developing in the space expanding
interacting exploding in exponential growth.