an excellent write Jude
the innocent await their turn with the purest of hearts
and a clean slate within their minds to record wisdom
Peace be with you
This is, to me, how a grandparent feels as they watch the baby grow within their own child. The connection is strong and the bond existed before the conception. The coming of new generations does make us reflect upon or own age and perhaps, even our mortality, but more so upon what we have learned and what we have to offer to those who come behind us.
Beautiful and rhapsodic song to the unborn but fully-formed in spirit. Fabulous description of the essence of being being as 'a slight kick and swoosh' and I love the paradox and seeming contradictions of the first and penultimate lines. No wonder things have been topsy-turvy your end of the wire, Amigo! This little bundle of Joy will turn your heart and life completely upside-down (in the nicest possible way!) Wakey, wakey, Papa! :) Lovely images in this piece and real sense of renewal. xx
No one knows like the pregnant mother.............I had a dream and "saw" my first born................the same little face it was. Oh, how beautiful!!!
...a receptive...silent wish...picking up
an intuitive/telepathic waves that improve
an emotional outlook..."renewed by the light
of an unseen voice"...Blessings!
i am enjoying the whole grandparent thing and daughter is expecting another in January, my knees still ache and aging still happens, but the heart is forever young :) happy wishes to you
This is a beautiful write!! ...from a father-to-be? If so, congratulations Jude!
Yes, it's the most beautiful thing to feel the unborn kick up a storm in the womb. When I was pregnant with my first son, he would often stretch himself inside my womb, and I could see his feet gliding across my belly from one side to the other. Sometimes I would place my hand on my tummy, and he would try to kick up or reach out for where my palm is. Yes, they do know, and they do listen to you too if you talk to them they can hear us too.
Hey Jude
Funny that you post this today I am awaiting my grandson to be born any day now. Kismet!
I love this poem so refreshing to read you again!
Much peace light and love
Amber
Ps are u expecting ? Xo
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the innocent await their turn with the purest of hearts
and a clean slate within their minds to record wisdom
Peace be with you
William
well done
Patrick
Regis
I love the metaphor here. I pictured a baby flexing his arm in the first lines of this poem.
Wonderfully intuitive! :D
In Spirit,
Bear
That said. We can learn much from the unspoken, yet spoken wisdom of the unborn voice.
Love ya!
Jane
and warble profound murmurs of existence
And the way things are going these days, they must be ranting and raving about how we've screwed things up for them.
We have all traveled such a long journey in life.
Life is indeed precious.
Well done!
an intuitive/telepathic waves that improve
an emotional outlook..."renewed by the light
of an unseen voice"...Blessings!
Yes, it's the most beautiful thing to feel the unborn kick up a storm in the womb. When I was pregnant with my first son, he would often stretch himself inside my womb, and I could see his feet gliding across my belly from one side to the other. Sometimes I would place my hand on my tummy, and he would try to kick up or reach out for where my palm is. Yes, they do know, and they do listen to you too if you talk to them they can hear us too.
Sandie
Funny that you post this today I am awaiting my grandson to be born any day now. Kismet!
I love this poem so refreshing to read you again!
Much peace light and love
Amber
Ps are u expecting ? Xo