Beginnings

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In the beginning

there were raindrops

of language

upon me-

 

They came

from an infinite

maternal sky

showering me

with the gift of words-

 

Those words were the first sound

my ears heard-

I was a gifted child

like everyone else,

with the power to see and hear-

Thus I spake

 

Posted for Susan’s Midweek Motif ~ Beginnings @ Poets United