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Aug 2016
Prior any part of that which we are
Became,     it      was, and     it      discerning a
Fluid unity of flesh and force, yearned.
Thus forms a thoughtless weight of meat, cast to
Diverse function, inanimate, approved
And warmed in     its     heart. Soon, amid designs
Laid one upon another throughout the
Vast and vicious course of what has been, passed
From the first to the next to the next, a
Spark of breath flows through this latent structure
Striking a strange and mysterious grain, which flames.
This energy, this current, birthed to self-
Endurance, surges in the blank abode,
Touching flesh to empower, then conform.
Flesh, now animate, reacts, then acts upon
The force, shaping and shaped. Continuous
Now, till disunity, the wondrous
Dancing, co-fusion called life, occurs. Thus
Created, stands the first level of our being.
Mark Wanless
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