The Soul of the Aborted
by Vicky Bowker Jeter
Friday, January 30, 2004
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I shall depart this immortal plain
never again to be the same,
for now I shall drop into Life--
blessed by love,
beset in strife.
From unity with the Holy Ghost
in harmony without fail,
through the mother/father split divine
where duality prevails.
The immortal wheel has been spun;
a new mortal life is now begun.
Only is the merging of dark and light
the moment that sperm and egg unite.
Hail a most chaotic time;
for a fleeting instant nothing rhymes.
Yet, as the tumult eases down,
emerge the blastocyst spinning 'round--
a daring explorer of inner-space,
within the uterus I claim my place
to plant and root and set my soul. . .
in time into a baby grow.
Though most of what I sense is mild
the experience is great and wild;
the onset of cell regeneration
brings a most glorious
Now, with eye buds and ear holes
and feet and hands. . . and budding ego
"I am" real!
This dream of dreams denies me not,
for with tiny fingers I can FEEL!
Most awesome, by far,
is that rythmic pound;
it is, indeed, a peaceful sound.
That is the heart of the Keeper Soul.
Now it is the one who has control.
Body to body synchronicities dance
deems every need between us known.
Yet, I am reaching out--
something dreadful is wrong. . .
It is as if I am ALONE.
By this foreboding I am haunted,
for now I sense I am unwanted.
I cannot even voice a cry
to tell them I don't want to die!
The master heart pounds fast in fear;
with a RUSH the end is near
for a life so short,
but a life so dear.
With a blinding flash
a blackness falls
as all sensations cease.
My nameless name the angels call
in a Hush of silent peace.
The soul again perceives the light,
as I reach toward the ending night.
Though I was unwanted here,
there is no cause or need for fear.
Vicky Bowker Jeter
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|Reviewed by Joyce Bell
|Powerfully written. We fail to realize that from the time of conception...there is life! I am a forgiven murderer, thus, I know God does forgive for all things and...Calvary...was for me! I take my Redemption very personal because I know had I been the only person in the world...Jesus would have still died...just for me. He stayed on the cross not because He had to...but because His Eyes saw me...when He looked out from Calvary(Rom 5:6-8). Thanks for sharing this work written from a point of view that we seldom consider. Love, Blessings and Faith...Joyce * His Inspirations|
|Reviewed by Bonita Quesinberry
|This is an astoundingly good and powerful poem full of revelation every woman contemplating abortion should read. You might want to reconsider two lines, however: "the moment that sperm and egg unit." unite... "a daring exploer of inner-space," explorer. Nevertheless, excellent writing. ~~BonnieQ|
|Reviewed by andrea coltman
|very powerful write and thank you for your kind words..best wishes Andrea|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|yes, very powerful and so well written!|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
*tears* powerfully, painfully written--thank you for speaking for the unborn who have no choice
(((HUGS))) and love,
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|Significant in meaning, Vicky. Love and peace to you. Regis|
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Excellent powerful write Vicky!!
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|Vicky this is so powerful and done so excellent!!!!!
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Vicky this is so powerfully portrayed, it had me in tears! A painful subject that must be chronicled again ans again...you never know who may be diverted from taking that terrible step.Excellen and splendid write!|