There is water, water in my womb.
Dark, fluid, warm, loving water.
There is a body of a new being
living and growing here.
Pure, innocent, known but not revealed.
Such purity as this makes me ache.
Immersed in the waters of a tub, floating,
I allow myself to delve
deeply inside myself.
I am weightless, formless.
I am a new beginning in every moment.
I am Truth.
I am Love.
I am Innocence.
My Soul brings forth
images of light, dancing and speaking to me as
lovers whisper to each other in the dark of night.
Who are you, oh sweet one?
Who are you to choose me to share your life on earth?