when i stepped from the dark
the cave mouth shuddered
a tangle of ivy hung
to the forest floor
up at a citrine horizon
i asked
am i born
the wind said yes, softly
my toes pulled at grass
and for handfuls of minutes
just stood there breathing
some tingling feeling started
in my fingers then started to pulse
i looked down
brown hands looked back
began to glow
am i god
i asked
the wind said yes, certainly
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