We are all waiting for you with joyful anticipation, our beautiful boy.
BIRTH DAY
Other things I could run away from,
but not, apparently, your birth day.
Already the force of your thrust
pouts my belly, excites, frightens me
into awareness of your growth and strength.
Other things I could run away,
excuse myself from
but not your coming.
Conscious, undrugged and I like
to think, centred,
I will be totally present as you
leave and enter.
Will you split me, bursting forth
hot, full, perfect - fire in flower,
tearing most terrible the most tender region
of my being?
Scorched, split, will I survive your passage?
You will burn and extinguish me as you
arrive.
Or will we dance together the dreamdance,
musick and magick the moment,
my true love, my perfect partner?
Ten Ch’in
pouts my belly, excites, frightens me
into awareness of your growth and strength.
Other things I could run away,
excuse myself from
but not your coming.
Conscious, undrugged and I like
to think, centred,
I will be totally present as you
leave and enter.
Will you split me, bursting forth
hot, full, perfect - fire in flower,
tearing most terrible the most tender region
of my being?
Scorched, split, will I survive your passage?
You will burn and extinguish me as you
arrive.
Or will we dance together the dreamdance,
musick and magick the moment,
my true love, my perfect partner?
Ten Ch’in
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