The lai of Big-belly days [A pregnancy mester de juglaria] February 16, 2016
Begins as a concept a drafted idea
That turns into a feeling
And undiluted hope
As you evolve
Change comes
Tiny first but growing
Making his presence a new center
The reason of it all.
Big belly days have begun
Still -an epic, a poem,
The biggest change of them all
Comes from within
Beliefs challenged, put to test
Modified and realigned
A Mother, a mother I will become.
Recalling
Earliest memories of them all
My mother’s caring ways
My grandmother molding me
Warmth and love; wisdom and teachings for life
In turn I will profess to my child
Inherited, instinctive, old as time
Incredibly clear as a bright morning
From a new day’s dawn.
These are the enlightened days:
Fruitful, provocative and significant;
You have taken me, rewritten anew
Inhabit me making me whole
A child-bearing force of nature
Primal, ancient, fearless: yours.
In awe I awoke to these big-belly days
Opening up to emotion and grace
New rhythms I danced with you my child
Eternally in love with you.
It’s internal, this glow
new meaning and strength
A daredevil of hope -what a force!
A mother I have become.
