What is the birthday for a seedling?
Is it when the warming temperatures and spring rains collide to coax a hard seed to venture forth with its little white tongue?
Is it when the first green parts push through the soil?
How about for the mushroom?
Is its birthday when the spore first sets our mycelium?
Or when mycelium create primordia nodules?
Or when the fruiting body first sees the light of day?
Or when the cap opens leaving a veil remnant?
Is a caterpillar born once it becomes a butterfly?
Can we be reborn?
Maybe light at the end of a dark tunnel is the process of being born.
Maybe what lies beyond blackholes is the birth of a new universe.