I hand thee down, a ladle filled with life-giving broth.
I am your maker, from in you revealed.
Healing you from the inside out,
Moving you aside for me to lengthen and lighten your stride.
I am giver of life, rebirth, reborn.
Renewed with a sense of knowing the unknown, by losing all that was known.
You were born to die
To walk the way of my steps,
Speak with my tongue,
See with my eyes,
And hear only the cries for love by those seeking light in your ears.
Delight in your destiny, for it was always true.
You were meant to be more than just you.
You were born to die, awakened to the light.
Now step aside and let me through.
-Lee Baker 2019