life knows always
beginnings
diapers and sucklings
no-neck monsters he gripes
life knows
where to mark its head-start again
surging like the first wave
of heat
from the morning sun
ten thousand light years away
a new bud unfolds
a leaf glistens
hear the first cry of dawn
that mother earth cradles with its grass
teeming zest
colorful awe
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