Incubation

Young swallows near ready to leave their nest.

Incubation

4/1/10

Within an invisible world

the Unknown, as future,

patiently crafts our parts,

understanding on profound terms

every aspect it's awakening

in bits and pieces

on journey through living,

each experience is important

for the overall feathering

which will enable flight

after thoroughly gestating lessons,

those grubs of fear,

worms that burrow doubt,

bugs from petty concerns,

there is comfortable nest

waiting to be left,

long distance to travel

toward mysterious territory ahead,

somewhere in it all

a great rhythm beckons

shaping our unique destiny

upon foundation of ancestors,

without rhyme or reason

unfathomable myriad life forms,

not to be denied,

planned out, made linear,

secure, free of falling,

risking, getting lost, failing,

while enduring essential incubation.