Back, back to long ago
         my mind does wander.
Back to meaningless words
         Heard in thoughtless wonder.

Nature stamps survival deep
         deep into our form,
With vital drives that move us
         when each and all are born.

Cellular force controls, directs
         and functions flesh.
One purpose, one goal only
         stirs to action, avoid death.

Our first and greatest instinct
         clearly is made known
When every newborn infant screams,
         "Stay with me, I will die
                 if left alone!"