Waiting For My Inside Beginning Birth Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Waiting for my inside beginning birth
From the ego upon the opposing lights
The voices of afterglow's heart beats worth
New moon floating on to my legs and tights
Where the field of fresh roses once had died
Upon the desiring of plunging heaven
The grace of each shadow that love has tried
My womb and new blossoming abdomen

This love that's now new in my growing field
Prevailing to tomorrow - in freshly shape
In the faith that my wishes and dreams kneeled
Which my heart from its past had soured in drape
Tomorrow my darling your day shall begin
And my love given hope to live and win