The Poetry of Birth
Angela Burgess | MAY 24, 2022
The Poetry of Birth
Angela Burgess | MAY 24, 2022
I’ve found one of those
in between
places again
A portal into a different
time
Crossing over from
mundane to sacred
In the blink of an eye
the span of a breath cycle
the beat of a heart
my heart,
the only true
keeper of time
My baby is coming
Our heartbeats weave
together
new yet ancient rhythms
Even in the bright lights
I find the natural and organic
Abalone shells
giant with luminosity
bless me with pearlescent
radiance
Supta Baddha Konsana
helps me embody
Butterfly
A Celtic tune
and my Lover’s voice
take me back to
Ventry
and crumbling castles
in green fields
flowers
sweeping views
Home
The alchemy of partial
numbness
mixes with supplemental
oxygen
and technology to measure my
vitality
moving me closer and closer
to my threaded destiny
each breath
a shiny pink pearl
each breath a portal
a blessing
keeping rhythm with
timelessness
together
we wait
(or do we run?)
though the bright veil
of clear sight
She’s here
I can see her head
her fingers
her arms
surrounded by Light
of a thousand suns
the light of
body, mind, spirit,
past, present, future
woven into this
discreet package called
Now
We are woven together
as evidenced by
a pulsating
umbilical cord
wrapped twice around
her little neck
I am enraptured by this
Tantra
Pearlescent
Radiant
Rhythmic
Breaths
woven upon
threads of time
(or is it timelessness?)
No matter
for we are woven together
right Now
and Now is
Magic
and we are
Home
Angela Burgess | MAY 24, 2022
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