We were born to this,
you and I,
our birthbay
   with due regard to the blind swimmer
   and the tiny rich ovum,
   in fusion,
   becoming you,
   becoming I
happened sometime between
the beginning of the universe,
   that miraculous accident,
and the far reaches of eternity.
Our birthday
was always there,
some point in time,
each point in time,
and time turning in on itself
and out again.