A birth, a dawn, from waste to form, from chaos to structure,
drops foretell the coming storm Raise the curtain,
a burst of colours sparks the flood, watch the flower bloom,
a new found glory, rich the soil Mould in our hands,
seeds and new plans, see the dawning day,
Cycles running, sounds so stunning, feel the cleansing breath.
Shapeless into form, matter into norm,
amorphic finds a structure Out the water,
come senses upside down a new-born, embryotic Hear the pounding drum,
archaic, yet so rich and vast feel the colours, taste the fragrance,
future, present, past Shapeless into form, matter into norm,
amorphic finds a structure Out the water,
come senses upside down a new-born, embryotic

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