Suburban Life

My roots go deep
Deep down
Into this strange town.

Tallest trees
Fighting for air to breathe
Pushing for the light.

A pleasant sun,
A graze of grass,
Brilliant.

Hidden secrets
Hotter than the
Stars, submerged.

A flicker of light
On a leaf
Grows

I stand
Arms open,
I receive:

The light.

Three Births.

(inspired by labour, life and redeeming love)

Birth 1 :  Press

The final drop,

Breaths wait,

Life in limbo

Body pressing body

Bones lock,

Unlock

Waiting for

LIFE

to be revealed:

Unexpected pain

Uncharted glory

Everything is at once and a babe in arms.

Birth 2: Persist

This is a planned affair,

A sweet

Race pace

Wild stretches of rage

Tempered by timing,

Hands on shoulder

Child’s pose

Three’s a crowd with

A persistent push

A circle closed, complete by child’s eyes.

Birth 3: Re-birth

A reverse birth

Flesh to spirit

The expectant Mother,

Holy Spirit

Already receiving. 

Rejoicing in the name.

Child of the labour

Giving up the fight

Carried,

Wisked away from touch

Into soft light.