The Pre-natal Connections

The Pre natal Connections short poem

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Occupied prior to my existence,
did not know my state of trance,
inside the mother’s womb,
the seedling was like a pulp,
in just nine months it grew in shape,
to be delivered to the world outside,
floating inside the cell of fluid, ,
the child was just delivered,
mother’s love for the new born grew doubled,
Never wanting to part the child for a moment,
mother wanted to hold the child tight,
hug the child with godly kiss of love for the new born,
her milk was just enough to silence the new born,
the child clung to them sucking all the nectar from mom,
the baby just peeing ,wetting & passing on the mom,
no complaints from the child’ mom,
just sacred waters for her,
sacred touch for her,
the smells were eternally fragrant to her
a sacred unique bond that meant life to her.
life to her, life for her, life of hers…

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