From the clay of existence,
the universe moulded this
fragile being:
raw and untouched,
a canvas pristine,
from a breath exhaled
in the silent cosmos,
from a whisper that launched
this starting time.

Now this being has become
a constellation of memories
etched in the expanse of mind,
with echoes of laughter,
silhouettes of sorrow,
testaments to growth,
and promises for tomorrow.

To look upon oneself with truth,
to see the paths navigated,
to recognize the lines cut
by time’s insistent hand,
this is the becoming of this
being who came into existence
once upon a time.

29/5/2023