You swim an amazing sea,
floating in a world that nurtures and feeds.
Waves of sound meld with water
before crashing on your tiny eardrums
and light dims before dawning
on your unopened eyelids.
Most of us spend the rest of our days
longing to return to the sustaining
nature of the womb, where life beats
from your mother’s fierce heart.
The bliss you now know won’t be
sensed again, but a whole world
awaits in wild, potent wonder:
the taste of a summer peach,
leaves crunching underfoot in Fall,
the dynamic canvas of the sky,
more species than we can name,
more stars than we can see.
Life itself—and your set of senses—
is reason enough for reverence.
But take your time.
This deep bath, this salty soup you know
as home, the condition for life that
science can’t yet mimic, was custom-made
to cradle your aquatic phase.
Trust that generations wait to greet you
on land, to hold you as high as hope.
Author: Michael Graber
Volunteer Editor: Nicole Cameron/Editor: Catherine Monkman
Photo: Ivan Niznicki/Flickr