Walk with me into a woman’s soul
Image of mystery carried in her womb
Secluded, dark, warm and throbbing
Enclosed in love
And awesome fear
Allowing life --
Pulsing entity of God
Generates, fuses, multiplies
To replicate, communicate, die ...
Die to regenerate.
Feel the encounter with God unknown
Deep fathoms in existence, awareness
Planted there to harvest endlessly
With no boundary
Pregnant in a fusing of beating heart
Hurting, human tension, with pain felt
Fetal in its impetus
Joy spoken only softly
Spoken as a word to touch, to draw,
To live through darkness vast and deep
Not drawn by physical law
Sheltering a word
Sheltering the Word
This is every woman.
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