The Unknown Conception


Destinies branch into the unknown,

Emanate from the Womb of the

long Trunk—

A trunk rooted deeply in Time.

Can the womb contemplate

The ways of Providence-

The womb must protect

Nurture and Nourish.

What lies in an unfettered bliss

Must grow to live in Bondage,

Wear the green of life,

And now allow Providence

To sever ties,

To conceive a new birth

That admits of no Womb-

A Life led through the arches

Of measureless immensity.

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