(Photo of Me by Jules Keith-Le)
~Belly swollen
Ready for birth
Frightened by what
Two souls will bring
To the equation
Will my love be enough?
Will my heart swell
To hold it in
Or explode
Because it's too much
I hold Greyson close to me
It is 2am
And he sleeps
Peacefully
I tremble in fear
Knowing our lives
Will never be the same
My water breaks
And my tears pour
With the same
Intensity
There is no turning back
Now
I kiss my sleeping angel
And say goodbye
Riley was born that morning
I remember the golden light
In the room
I remember the feeling
When I first held him in my arms
And clutched him to my naked breast
The power and intensity
Of creating such an angel
My body being able to nourish him
So he could grow and
Stumble to keep up with his
Brother
Who held him in his arms
With a smile that
Illuminated
The room
How could I ever doubt
The power of love
Or the bond of two
Brothers
And the capacity
Of a mother's
Heart~
Angels + camera= "Angels + Angles".
ReplyDeleteAll loving parents are worried by the same questions at the beginning of the poem.
And all loving parents, it seems, reach the same conclusion.
I love the fact that the poem is inscribed in the body: it starts in the belly, and it ends in the heart.
I can remember how full of emotions I was when my contractions started with Jackson.. I felt scared and excited and overwhelmed, all at the same time.. it's a feeling only a mother can understand.. This is beautiful!! <3
ReplyDeleteHoracio you are so right. I am amazed at how one's heart can swell without bursting!
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