From the three stages of darkness
life begins.
Not a mutter or a whim
from the soon to be lifeform
as it passes complacently
thru the different realms of reality.
No one knows
the exact thought pattern
held within the tiny closets
of remembrance and submission.
Only one thing
is known for certain
about this sphere
that we call life,
and that is that
we shall return
to the stage
from whence we came.

© X Poet