Mother Moment

What's nature's decree
Is but an image of you
Already containing me,
Not brought, on my own come,
As flesh's truth at mother moment,
In the process of creation

As you conceived life. that splits by itself into,
Two from one- wonderful economy
Of providence, to make a life for me,
Snapping blood cord to deliver
A mother to her baby, allowing the new born
To create a mother.

poem by Yoonoos Peerbocus
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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