Ortus

How have I laboured? How have I not laboured To bring her soul to birth, To give these elements a name and a centre! She is beautiful as the sunlight, and as fluid. She has no name, and no place. How have I laboured to bring her soul into separation; To give her a name and her being! Surely you are bound and entwined, You are mingled with the elements unborn; I have loved a stream and a shadow. I beseech you enter your life. I beseech you learn to say ‘I’ When I question you; For you are no part, but a whole, No portion, but a being.