A child in its mother's womb
is the highest form of all the arts.
No painter could paint,
any thing better than that.
No poet could write
any poem better than that.
No actor could perform
any scene better than that.
No singer could sing
any song better than that.
And the moment, the child
steps into this Earth, a
masterpiece will be born
and infront of this child
mediocre will be the works of art.
Wonderful poem, and one that honors the Creator who designs every single baby inside the womb in His image!! May your poem touch many hearts with compassion!
To me, this poem is the essense of what life and poetry is all about.A powerful beauty.
Reviewed by na na (Reader)
Reviewed on April 29, 2004
No Bhuwan, you are so right! There is nothing better in this world than holding a tiny infant and glorying God giving the baby to the world. Your understanding will always surpass your years ... no matter the age you attain. Your Friend Bill
You are so right. There is nothing
as creative or wonderful as a mother and
her child being born. I got to witness
my three childrens births and what a joy.
It can't be described by mere words.
A wonderful piece!
Reviewed by Jane Rodway (Reader)
Reviewed on April 29, 2004
It's great to read such a beautiful poem! The photo adds to it, as well.
Although as a man, and I know our species cannot give live birth, yet looking at that sacred picture you placed with this magnificent poem, flooded my mind with the glorious memories, I shall always have of when my son’s were born. I was very fortunate to have been allowed in the operating room, when all my children were brought into this world. I can clearly remember those days as if they were yesterday. As soon as the Doctor’s did their thing, I held each one of them into my trembling hands, and thanked my wife for the beautiful gifts that she gave me.
I think all Fathers should be with their wives, girlfriends or whatever, when a child is born. I feel it might help make us realize what a wonderful and truly precious gift we were given, along with the awesome responsibility it carries, (not to mention of course what it does do too, and for the woman who carried it for nine months). I do agree with Eileen, that this picture should be plastered everywhere for the sake of the children, and for the folks that have helped conceived a child. Maybe then we wouldn’t have so many children having children, or having any child wandering aimlessly around without the proper love and guidance a child should have. What a tremendous poem. Well done kind Sir.
Best of luck to you and yours,
Thomas
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on April 29, 2004
Incredbibly beautiful and meaningful, Bhuwan. A pleasure to read.
Picture and words combine together to form a gleaming jewel here, Bhuwan, and a flaming torch to kindle hearts and minds of all who look and listen: may they be many!! Life is the pinnacle of all creation and we demystify and disrespect it to our utter shame and peril. The complex miracle of physical development and growth in the womb is merely the outward manifestation of this spiritual truth. Thanks to you indeed for this truly beautiful write. Kate
PROFOUND write my friend...I love the flow and structure and the message(not to mention) in this masterful poem!
Debashish
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on April 28, 2004
Bhuwan this is so touching...I adore that
picture...My grandson was that tiny when he
was born prematurely...how sweet your poem is..
and how true...floria
Bhuwan! You should send this to papers and magazines
put it in schools where children can learn to respect
life once again. To know that birth is unique and babies
are gifts to be cherished and nurtured! Thank you for being
so compassionate and wise, to write such gems!Kudo's!
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as creative or wonderful as a mother and
her child being born. I got to witness
my three childrens births and what a joy.
It can't be described by mere words.
A wonderful piece!
Your muse is certainly creative, unique, and bold.
- Fine, well-thought-out divine work as usual!
Although as a man, and I know our species cannot give live birth, yet looking at that sacred picture you placed with this magnificent poem, flooded my mind with the glorious memories, I shall always have of when my son’s were born. I was very fortunate to have been allowed in the operating room, when all my children were brought into this world. I can clearly remember those days as if they were yesterday. As soon as the Doctor’s did their thing, I held each one of them into my trembling hands, and thanked my wife for the beautiful gifts that she gave me.
I think all Fathers should be with their wives, girlfriends or whatever, when a child is born. I feel it might help make us realize what a wonderful and truly precious gift we were given, along with the awesome responsibility it carries, (not to mention of course what it does do too, and for the woman who carried it for nine months). I do agree with Eileen, that this picture should be plastered everywhere for the sake of the children, and for the folks that have helped conceived a child. Maybe then we wouldn’t have so many children having children, or having any child wandering aimlessly around without the proper love and guidance a child should have. What a tremendous poem. Well done kind Sir.
Best of luck to you and yours,
Thomas
Debashish
picture...My grandson was that tiny when he
was born prematurely...how sweet your poem is..
and how true...floria
Awwww that picture is adorable !!
Love Tinka
This is what makes you
an outstanding poet.
This is art..
LOVE n Luck.
Lady peg
put it in schools where children can learn to respect
life once again. To know that birth is unique and babies
are gifts to be cherished and nurtured! Thank you for being
so compassionate and wise, to write such gems!Kudo's!
Reindeer
Thank you,
Carmen :-)