I know when i was born
your pain was a tempest
love translated decibels
that shove me into world
shrouded, protected,
against rough sea
the love egg never dries
out of you but never out
of your womb of love -
the world you perpetually
work to shield me from
shocks and knocks
the great decibels have
amplified our bond
the way our voices
echo to us in the mountains
an umbilical cord
ties this heart to you
where severing would
blood our conscience
with guilt and turn
the world against us as well
Oh John, this is a lovely tribute to a mother...the mystery of the umbiliccal cord, the mystery of the pain and stress of birth tying one forever to a mother's love. Thank you for this. Raynette
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Written with sensitivity and deep understanding. A beautiful tribute to the eternal bond that we all have with the one who brought us into this world. Warm regards, Sandra