COCOON

The eyes of a new born child stare

At a world so fresh, at the alien skies;

Every touch tickles, every sound stirs,

Every taste bitter, every color blinding.

As the gaze clears, as the fog lifts its veil,

Shackles release, bitter tastes sweeten;

Thorns blunted and broken with time,

And winding paths are dizzy no more.

Dew drops sparkle, clean and pure,

Sunlight bathes the universe in yellow;

Birds, flowers, trees, streams

Rejoice and dance in gleeful harmony.

Storms arrive, rocking sandy shores

And leave the same to make way

For another morning, another day,

Another phial of joys and woes.

Tidings of a land untrodden

Touch those ears unwilling to hear,

Move those feet unwilling to yield-

Yet another journey destined to begin.