Living in a world still in infancy is a world that has not yet achieved its birth right. It drinks the milk from its mother, being dependent on this milk for life. It has not yet grown up from being born, so has not yet been born again. However the ones who return to their old roots are the ones who are no longer dead. They were not fed by the woman who called from the city streets who now is old and gray and lies in sheets. Mother calls children to hold wisdom for the name of the everlasting Kingdom will rise.