Open. Widen. Rip.
Tear. Twist. Push.
A soul’s first first journey,
at the expense of another.
A mother’s gift to her babe,
a gift unreturnable, unpredictable,
a present to create presence.
Love begets agony,
at its peak —
silence.
Time freezes, the world is created anew,
history forever altered,
countless lives to be altered, affected.
All because a mother’s pain ceased.
But life began.
Reminds of the beautiful pains of motherhood. Sublimely put.