A Soul to Nurture
I met an angel briefly at the chasm that connected our worlds,
Our spirits merging, embracing in greeting,
And then he stepped forward into the land of the living,
While I, ever the adventurer,
Dared, for a brief moment, to step over the flowing river
That skirted the land from which very few return
And of which no one has any memory.
Even as hands worked frantically
To stem the energy seeping from my body,
I roamed curiously,
Soul detaching slowly from the shell that held me,
Drawn to the pulsing sound that echoed in my heart and my veins.
In that moment,
I could no longer feel pain,
And I could no longer hear, "Clear!"
I could no longer feel a zap,
There was no one saying, stat,
Or whispering stay with me.
And for a brief moment, I saw it,
The most beautiful thing.
And I couldn't help yearning,
Stepping forward, hands outstretched, fingers reaching,
Almost there, disintegrating,
Melting, blending,
Becoming one with the source of light that was constantly flowing.
But just as we touched,
The connection was cut and I was left aching.
It was so close...
And yet it drew away from me.
And in that land where there were no tears, I couldn't cry but I felt a deep sense of agony
Knowing that I was intruding,
In a sense stealing,
Tapping into something that wasn't yet ready for me,
While an angel whose wings had been clipped lay waiting expectantly,
Staring up at the world innocently,
Needing his Mommy.
"Good job, nurse. She's back."
I smiled tiredly,
Needing to rejuvenate and conserve energy.
I have a soul to nurture.
He is the future.
Hello everyone, and happy Mother's Day to all mothers and mothers to be.
Today, I am sharing a poem about giving birth. I believe that this is one of the most precious experiences that a mother can remember though it is also one that can be life threatening.
In this poem, the mother slips into a brief coma after her child is born.
I hope you enjoy it and that you have an awesome day.
Cheers!
They told me if I killed myself now it would save the lives of countless others.
Saying the longer I wait to kill myself the more people will suffer.
They are reckless and should have shown the proper media what they had before taking me hostage for 5 years. I know there are many in prison that dont deserve to be there because of this. Your stay in prison will not be fun @battleaxe and friends. People are going to want you dead when they find out what you did. I hope you die a slow painful death. You sick mother fuckers.
https://peakd.com/gangstalking/@acousticpulses/electronic-terrorism-and-gaslighting--if-you-downvote-this-post-you-are-part-of-the-problem
Its a terrorist act on American soil while some say its not real or Im a mental case. Many know its real. This is an ignored detrimental to humanity domestic and foreign threat. Ask informed soldiers in the American military what their oath is and tell them about the day you asked me why. Nobody has I guess. Maybe someone told ill informed soldiers they cant protect America from military leaders in control with ill intent. How do we protect locked up soldiers from telling the truth?
I reaaly enjoy your poem.♥️💙
Thank you, my dear! 😊
At first, when I read the poem, I fell for it. The second time I read it, I knew the theme as you mentioned at the very end, and the meanings slowly started to change a little. I haven't read a poem alike in a while. It makes you feel, connect, and sync with the speaker. That is what I love the most of it all.
Wow, thank you for the kind words, @tahminasyed! 😊 I appreciate the feedback.
Very nice poem, I really enjoyed it, I wish all people would realize the sacrifices a woman has to make to bring another living being into the world, very beautiful, thank you ☺