Nascent

Invisible fumes diffusing into the air
the intoxicating odour of which stimulate my nerve endings,
a bizarre sensation zig zag in my veins
travelling all the way to the skull
numb with the sudden influx of ideas
What's this feeling I can't identify?
as creative buds formed anew multiply
in the secret garden of my mind

Sitting on a twisted branch
a sparrow broken-winged
struggling to take a flight 
into the setting sun.
All the pain died upon 
seeing her nestlings hatch
fidgeting helplessly to hide them in her embrace

Million bodies, one voice
heartbeats synchronized
dream alike, steps coherent,
undeterred, unshakable
in the face of turmoil
river of humane blood 
when seeps into the soil
achingly dried roots instantly come alive.