The life inside of me
The life within me
of me is moving
It has no face yet
it sees me and
knows me still
I sometimes sing
to it and moves
with my voice
I love it even before
fully comes to be
and care for it
with all my being
without hesitation
As it grows and grows
to leave and go on
I talk to it one more time
telling it and teaching
it everything I know
before its mind is
moved by the world