Waiting To Be Born by Dale Innis on Midjourney
In our world of fast morphing hours,
shapelessness is only a transition into being,
the first molding of a glorious possibility.
Look deep into Design and see,
everything slowly becoming something else,
in this never-quite-focused Human dream.
The created, cast in the Mastermind’s own reflection,
peer back through the mist of thick impenetrable transcendence
wondering if something or someone is out there
and why they are now standing here?
Soon they will multiply, re-multiply,
always wondering why?
Their smooth new textures drying,
as they peer through their opaque history.
While looking forward,
they feel more comfortable holding back.
They wait for something to be revealed,
a secret unsealed by the One who shaped them
and soon to be setting them into motion.
They stand in the portal, waiting to be born,
to descend full of Human error and compassion,
one of the greatest works of Art the Artist dreams
over and over again:
a vulnerable child,
an imperfect woman,
a frail and fallible man.
December 29, 2022