first utterance

if the world
is created
by our breath
by the words we speak,
then it was the moon
that made me
this morning
first light
waning soft
amongst the trees
speaking me
into the world.

if the world
is made
by our breath
and the spaces
of silence between,
then it must the sun
that made me
this morning.
calling me out
waking the hills
speaking me
into the world.

if the world
is formed
by the words
that breathe
through me,
then let
my first utterance
be here love.
let me speak this
into the world.

 

WhatsApp Image 2017-04-19 at 21.12.46
Drawing by Tim Hewitt-Coleman
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