A moment delivered

To be present at the birth of a tantalizing tickle inwardly unseen. My dear birth of education, a holy experience of wordless utterance, Breath heavy! Motherly sea, great mother with canal, to bring forth and dump on the shore, Wet, what cannot be described, what finger cannot point out or be seen in the shuffle. Brothers of the ages, what sits on the curve of your lips? You cannot say! It is new! Paradise, bring forth what a paradise that one only imagines with what has already been seen. Of Earth only. Of Earth only. Familiar amniotic floating never to be known again in conscious plunders and wonders. Oh mothers, great mothers, be present at the great…what? We are here! Embracing with soft palms, relaxed shoulders, the delivery of anarchy, The delivery of the pathless, the guidance of nowhere. A new! A new! A new! Moments of new, Produce!