Opening

I think I wrote this after my first child was born, blown away by the magic of that moment. The energy that comes with birth is, I think, the most powerful force in our world. For whatever reason, a birth or two always crop up in my novels. In truth, my only real regret at not being born female is not being able to have a baby.


Poem Five

Opening,
the myriad
of miracles
and wonders

Opening,
a new pair
of eyes
in the world

Opening,
the mind
to the consciousness
of being.

Opening,
like a blossom
glowing in the sun.