A mother's womb is all a foetus knows
Waking, walking the warm colour pink of inside skin
Birds do sing, echoing melodies that tingle sensations
Beautiful but absent to sights closed
Guess we are all blind before birth
Yet for the nine months we live and breathe
We hear and feel and kick, our mother's womb
Did you feel that, he just kicked as kicks to excite
Sounds and voices are familiar to the ears
Meet and greet long before breath of air
An "MRI" scan will give you the beautiful
Bird sound, songs of the heart beat
Each rhythm with an edge to count
On count down to the day of birth
Uniting our dimensions
You are a bird out of a womb, protective shell
With cries as songs and you sing songs
I know you have your favorite song
Mother played it for you long before this day
I know you know whose voice this is
You heard it sing to you
Many moons before birth
Birth, as waking walking singing
A dimensional crossover, born this day
Picture by:Waking, Walking, Singing, in the Next Dimension? 1979 by Morris Graves
Written for:http://magpietales.blogspot.com/
Very impressive, and actually rather wonderful.
ReplyDeleteStirring rendition of the primal scene, Kodjo, thanks mate
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely makes me remember being pregnant with my beautiful daughter and how magical it all is
ReplyDeleteOh my, this is exquisite.
ReplyDeleteColor pink of inside skin..what a vision...I love the way you bring forth the birth!!
ReplyDeleteKodjo, this is precious! I had to read it over and over. My daughter has just had IVF and we're hoping that she will be blessed by pregnancy soon, so your poem hits me with deep poignancy. Simply beautiful.
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nice...i used to sind a lot to my unborn kids and to know a new life is growing in one's womb is just magical - sometimes i wish i had memories of the time when i was in the womb myself..so much magic...
ReplyDeletenice...lovely capture of that child...there is just something about new life growing in the womb...used to love talking to mine as they were preparing...
ReplyDeleteOh it is so amazing to think about what the child in the womb is thinking and feeling. Your poem gives me a glimpse!
ReplyDeleteso beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. Blessings to you for writing and sharing this...
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this interesting piece of writing.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful picture Kodjo
ReplyDeleteof life looking from the inside out
you make the beginning of life so regal (as it should be)
hugs to you my talented friend!
Your poem brought back sweet memories of when I was pregnant and when my kids were first born ~ thank you!
ReplyDeleteLovely them of new life...beautiful write...
ReplyDeletethis is quite wonderful!
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