Rebirth (Right)
written by: Win Cadman
As for now, I’m waiting on the most pregnant
cloud to give birth all over me.
I’ll strip myself naked like a newborn babe
and get drenched in the placenta of the skies.
And somewhere in the middle of my incessant existential storm
a new birth will take place in my skin and bones.
Though my soul will always remember it,
It wouldn’t matter.
For when the cloud passes I’ll be raised by the sun.
I’m a music educator of cello and piano, and orchestra and rock band director at school. A firm believer that modern day living leaves us emotionally detached from ourselves and others, I am constantly pursuing every emotion with the sole purpose of experiencing the feeling. I also believe this is not my first life, but it is my last.
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