The fresh seed flowering in June,
The very beginning spark of the match,
The skeleton key that unlocks every latch.
The fertilized egg, waiting to be born,
Pure potential, calm before the storm,
The killer whale diving deep in the sea,
The infinite cosmos, the divine mystery.
The midnight cat who runs feral and wild,
The softest bunny held by the child,
The initial thought that becomes an idea,
The manifestor who makes things real.
Unrealized energy waiting to be free,
The pure potential to grow into me,
The opportunity, the workings of chance,
I am the choreographer of my own dance.
