An Embryonic Stage

Embryonic stage
a conscious being you were.
In a bubble of uncertainty,
possibly obscurity,
fighting for survival
waiting for your arrival.

Feelings of vibrational energy,
desire to survive,
learning to navigate
through a field of confusion,
that’s no illusion.

Against the odds, you lived.
Plucked out onto an unwavering trajectory,
incoming tragedy,
incoming love,
incoming fear,
incoming joy,
incoming happiness.

No perception,
no fear of rejection,
sending you in a direction.
Blank canvas you are,
ready to embrace life as it is.

But what it is? You ask.
it’s evolution my child.
To grow, to learn, to live.

So grow, be strong,
do right, and one day
on my death bed,
I’ll say, I am proud of you.

About the author : John Clayton (JC) is a resident of the United Kingdom. His interests include perusals of philosophical, psychological, spiritual and epistemological topics. His poems and proses reflect a seasoned discernment. He has been a member of TOOP since November, 2022.