Baskadia

In verse, I stand.

Knowing the deed, was my first knowledge.

But by doing it, I became a perfected creature.

For it was in nature, that I learnt how to walk.

For it was in her, that I learnt how to speak.

Though, speaking was not my thing.

But l learnt that art.

Because it has taken me to so many places.

My being was in me.

And I was in her.

A beautified beauty.

I await that kio of substance.

@ Cyrinmike.