October 16, 2010
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River-ly (Birth)

Like a river
In the maroon-reflecting waters
He shimmies in her womb

Blessed sounds remain
Tiny fingers padding the shell
Seeping, reaching, waiting

Like a river
He flows
Gently escaping his home
Sounding like gunshots
Gasps of tiny air
Escape his mouth

His nakedness blushing
He bellows into the night

Like a river
Pillows in peace
The day is done
His heart beats a new voice

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