Kindra M. Austin

All the
Beginnings
of
Everything






I want to be the light at the very beginning,
when shadows steal away,
but still
remain in waiting.

I want to be the
dawn
of
man,
beneath the sun,
and
in the sand.

I want to be the
first taste of
blood,
first fire,
first ice-age,
and the
first
flood.

I want to be
Mother
of lunar eclipse,
of black holes
and comets.

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of words
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