One Week Left

There are elemental
qualities of womanhood
that childbirth likes to elicit.

The quiet of a forest
patient digging of an ant
carrying burdens fifty
times its weight
accepting all without complaint
an oak tree growing
silently from nothing.

An Amazon with gritted teeth
a lioness predating
some roaring creature unafraid
tenacity incarnate
the ferocious crash of a
whale’s tail against water
the indomitable swell of a
tidal wave.

And after,
overflowing tenderness
giving all unthinkingly
the bliss of being more than one
careening from tears to kisses
transformed from child
to mother nature
gratitude that it all
worked out
for the best.

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