“Birth”

From immortality, I choose a path of mortals.
I descend from the heavens to fill this fragile body.
I choose this planet earth to follow this path.
I wait patiently as this fragile body grows within in another fragile body.
Seconds to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, days to months.

My patience wears thin I wish to follow this path now.
I cause pain to the fragile body that has carried, sustained, cared for and protected me.
I am pushed forth, expelled from the safety of that fragile body.
I open my eyes to direct light, no more filtered light for my eyes.
I open my mouth and let out a wail of triumph, I am born.
I have started the path I have chosen.
I experience the art of speech, musically gurgled, softly spoken, harshly used, the fondest is love and caring.
I experience the pain of a physical cut and the emotional gash of a loss.
I experience the loss of a tear and the gain of a smile.
I experience joy and sadness, love, and hate.
I blink and the path lies behind me.
Seconds to minutes, minutes to hours, hours to days, days to months, months to years.

I lay this fragile body to rest, thanking it for what it did.
I thank the earth for allowing me time on it.
Have I fulfilled my path, have I done what I set out to do?
I return to the path of immortality, will I choose another path?