Hatchlings

©2018, Olan L. Smith

Immortal umbilical tether us through all time

And space. Meld us to the cosmos!

Meld us to the collective unconscious mind

And hold us forever; we feel you as

We sleep. As we travel to distant places in our dreams

You yank us home. The universe

Is our egg, we know all of her, and soon we will emerge.

Our mother is the community of spirits

Who all know their family is the ether.

In tranquility of thought we know our compass never fails,

Never leads us astray, and never is forgetful

That we are more than earthen flesh, we are all.