A beautiful cherub cautiously
Prepared the earth...she spaded and tilled,
Then carefully planted her small treasure
Her barren garden was watered
And fertilized...In a short time-
The miracle of life! The initial motion and growth
In her fertile field was manifest... first the shoot,
Then the stem, the leaves, and the first bloom.
She felt a similar delight each year when she planted,
Watered and cultivated the small garden inside
Her home. In both cases, the miracle of life
Was a supernal phenomenon. Nothing to compare
It to, no words to describe it. Definitely a Divine
Procedure. And just as her husband delighted in
Witnessing the growth of the first shoots
‘Popping their heads’ through the rich soil
Of the garden outside, he was delighted
Better said ecstatic about the inner growth
Taking place inside his wife. He could barely
Wait to see the little ‘head’ popping out
Of the garden within her.
c aaron
- Author: pldabbs (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 20th, 2018 09:18
- Comment from author about the poem: The relationship between the preparation of a garden plot, tilling, planting, fertilizing, watering etc. and the preparation of the garden of the womb, for childbirth.
- Category: Reflection
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