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Saturday, September 12, 2015

A child was born…

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A child was born…

Far and long ago from the echo of my heart
a son was born - washed along the shore of
aquamarine waters–the drizzle of a formerly
uncertain heaven showering light onto this –
phantastical fresh face blinking itself indelibly
into the lines of my soul – the silhouette of all
that was sacred traced by a fingertip run along 
the incomparable down of this cheek  nuzzling 
my suddenly ripe breast- this new-born infant – 
this new-born me –swelling with love – dazzling 
sensing each reprogramming of every cell of my being –
breaking the chrysalis of my individual self soaring into 
motherhood - rising from white sands sparkling spun sugar


Far and long ago –yesterday in the shadow
of falling-towered-memories -  tomorrow on
a day when I will drift into the whisper of the
wind – this love continues – unchallenged –
unassailable –this far road of the heart walked
along the shore of birth – laying in the ecstatic
drizzle of perfumed air – the seeded sprout-love
blazing forth in hibiscus tree- blossomed glory –
running my again young fingertip down this miracle 
of down-velvet silhouette on this newly appeared face, 
laying in lush repose -sated and ripe as lines drew magical 
mystical indelible images across my very soul changing forever 
the landscape of my self - as softly the finger of grace  itself brushed my eyes  




25 comments:

  1. The brush of that finger brushed upon cheek by a mother...a universal other is so very touching..how quickly time moves but also how magical the transformations it begets

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    1. Yes Jae - I so very much appreciate your understanding :)

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  2. Nothing is so wonderful as to look and touch new life from you born to carry part of you on and on into the future.

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    1. That is so very true. Thank you for this lovely comment...

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  3. Truly beautiful depiction of becoming a mother! I love this poem -- both content and form and read, line after line, with a nod of recognition... Thanks for this one, Pearl!

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    1. Awww Nurit - thank you so very much - your nods inspire me ... :)

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  4. A new born child is hope, it's flower and the smell of freshness, indeed a sacred moment.

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    1. Yes precisely Bjorn - hope fresh and flowering ... Thank you :)

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  5. I really enjoyed the flow of this poem, Pearl. Mother-love once born grows and grows, is strengthened by the passing of years. It is magical really & is unassailable for all the years of a mother's life. Lovely wordling!

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    1. Oh Mary what a lovely comment - so deeply appreciated.

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  6. Wow. Quite beautiful, and very touching.

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  7. This is so tender. The love oozes from your words. A delight to read - even for a mere male!
    My Sunday Whirl is called Anguish

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    1. No "mere" about you Keith ... there would be no mothers without fathers. :)

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  8. This is my favorite:

    "breaking the chrysalis of my individual self soaring into
    motherhood - rising from white sands sparkling spun sugar"

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  9. down-velvet silhouette on this newly appeared face,

    absolutely love that line

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  10. Oh this is how giving birth changes us at a cellular level. I especially love those closing lines, Pearl. This is a wondrous write. I love every line. Our family has a new baby great granddaughter, so I am watching this miracle of transformation occurring in my granddaughter. Such love!

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  11. With the birth of every child, a miracle happens

    Much love...

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  12. This beautiful ode to a child born and a mother held in awe by tracing the fuzz of his face....such love in each and every line Pearl!

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  13. that last line is excellent! Great piece.

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  14. what a lovely and messianic poem. i couldn't help but become awed by it. loved it!!!

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