Young Child

You are the end of everything

The process that has taken Eons to manifest

The majestic force that wraps around the cosmos since time immemorial 

The cosmic threads that interweave the mantle of life

In an infinite array of cosmic tessellation

A stupendous accumulation of fortunate coincidence

The amalgamation of everything that could ever happen has come down to this era

To be here, a miracle, an honor

Even if only for a moment

You have taken flesh in your form

Now go forth

Embrace it

Live