the moment we are born
blue-eyed, red-faced
we are whole.

tiny particles surging round tiny bodies
perfectly identical, yet somehow
making us us.

And as we grow –

those very same blue eyes are amazed,
filled with wonder, and passion.
seeing nothing as something.

But as we grow –

with each pure in-breath, each blink of a blue eye
each flaming sun that rises and falls
we are changing.

the very Earth we were born to
is shaping our lives, our minds
until we are different.

and those eyes, which were once so blue
have turned to black, and we are begging
please, bring us back.