from the first day
even before eden
a single star constellation
gives birth
to a new child
like no other
one taking root
one growing beyond
all things known
extending into a tomorrow
not yet discovered
not even hoped for
and from there
looking forward
comes a fresh new beginning
one happily with no end
Author: Don Iannone, D.Div., Ph.D.
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Writer, photographer, poet, and teacher. Holds doctorates in Divinity and Metaphysical Philosophy. Author of 20 books, including seven poetry books, nine photography, and four nonfiction books.
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Thank you Nasra, Gautami, Kai and LAnderson. I appreciate your comments.
Birth of anything is so beautiful. Be it a child or a star…
This makes me apperciate life ..o simple life that I seem to miss lately …
beautiful.
beautifully written poem.
Dan: Thanks. No end until…there is an end to all new beginnings. That is, an end to the cycle of rebirth.
no end.