Newborn Soul

© The Secret Poetess

Stagger through time. Claw at the sides.

Newborn soul… this life has tides.

Gawk at nature. Touch land & sea…

Newborn soul… it’s all for free.

Fall at the hurdles. Weep at the shame.

Newborn soul… there is no blame.

Angry at the world? It’s Bleak unfairness?

Newborn soul… that’s called awareness.

Tread on the toes. Cross red lines.

Newborn soul…this life confines.

Passing judgement…praising lies.

Newborn soul… life can surprise.

Birth at zero, or beyond grey hair…

Newborn soul… you’re nearly there.

© The Secret Poetess, April 2017

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