Crawling up the rock face of early life,
Lightfooting the wooded midlife,
Sloughing past the peak,
Slip sliding down the slope
of mundane existence,
Lifting a leg up thru a tear
In the fabric of existence,
Between here and there,
Where time and space intersect,
A perfectly timed leap,
Through the fast narrowing gap,
Crossing over to the other side
From the protoplasmic to the cosmic.
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