Bīrth

Bi(ea)rth. gives. me. life!
—sustenance
  damp—moist(?)
—life-giving

Struggling for that bre(ath)eze
  but it will come
  I can sense it
  —sure(lea).

I wish
to    s  t  r  e  t  c  h
mi arms.

The sky!
—ah!

The YAWP!^(Walt)
Victories are mine!

I live
  therefore
    I am!^{(not René)}

 

The quiet is disturbing, but somewhat satisfying — in tune with one's thoughts — for a change. Perhaps a joke on me. The breath of new is life — or is it the other way?

There is some satisfaction in all of it — some of it (?) — none of it! Sensing accomplishment — but of its worth? No time to worry needlessly about — worth, birth, or earth. All is natural in some way.

As for lea, it is an area grassy land. Here also the equivalent in sound to -ly. For what René wrote, see Sūn.

Walt = Walt Whitman (May 31, 1819—March 26, 1892) barbaric yawp: Song of Myself

René = René Descartes (March 31, 1596—February 11, 1650)