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Leviathan

looking back~this poem celebrates that precious time between father and mother before the child is born

Jardine/detail (visipix.com)

we lie in bed side by side
clasping hands
awaiting your arrival

if we are quiet
and still
and if we are patient
you will rise to the surface
of these warm waters
like some
giant sea serpent
brushing
the shore of my belly

we gasp in wonderous delight
as you somersault
in the waves of amniotic fluid
parading first a foot
then an elbow

kneeling reverently at this water’s edge
our souls overflow
with an awareness too huge to fathom

united
by the tides of our breath
to the great leviathan
inside my womb

kelly salasin, 1995