Life Inside

I let my hand slip over my bare stomach,
Over the life that lay inside.
Over the joys of being a mother,
When, I opened my eyes.


Flashes of mom, dad and family came,
Of the horrors that i was about to provide.
The social disgrace that this might bring,
The dismay of being sixteen and having a child.


Thud! I felt my hand go,
Thud! Again on my seemingly little stomach.
How could you have let this happen?
Now you have to let it go, I heard.


To the reality as I opened my eyes,
To the harsh truth of what, why and when,
I saw a beam of sun rays creep in,
And fall silently on the life inside.


Everything felt soft and untouched then,
Pure as divinity it seemed.
Something then called out to me,
Perhaps the nature itself.


I let my hand slip over my stomach,
Over the life that lay inside.
Over the joys of being a mother,
When, I once again, closed my eyes.


Flashes of a little baby came,
-beneath the light blue sky.
Of a toddler holding my finger,
Of the little life inside.


Then to the series of joys I opened my eyes,
To the hopes, happiness and high tides.
To the beauty that god had bestowed on me,
To the deed i'd breathe to life.