the midwife’s brow frowned,
\nthe labor was not going well
\nthe first time mother
\nwas holding back instead of pushing through<\/p>\n
the midwife called for the father in the next room
\nbeckoning his violin too
\nwooing him to play his cherished\u00a0jig;
\nlike the swallow-tailed birds must sing each day into being
\nso too this father would sing his daughter into this world<\/p>\n
the man with cooing melody and adept fingers
\nlooked into the eyes of his beloved
\nbeginning with a calming cadence of string
\nthat lulled her back into the rhythm of her body
\nrolling waves not of pain but of covenant<\/p>\n
a quicker step, a crescendo
\nhusband and wife in unison now
\na dance similar to the night this child was begotten
\nand mother and father were first revealed<\/p>\n
the midwife hummed,
\nbackground music in a scene already filled with song
\ntapping toes
\nto the echos of a hollow violin body
\nuntil the echos of a hollow room
\nare filled with the newest song
\nof a girl child
\nwho sings a jig and taps a lyric never\u00a0known before
\nwith barely a wingbeat;
\nthis day is beginning<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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