Swathed in golden fleece
white light dancing
cigarette smoke twirls
waters break and gush
bright as the nearby ocean
to say hello to the midwife
preparing the birthing table

A violet spirit comes
birthing through channels and layers
the room becomes vast
souls linger about
radiant and receiving
onto Earth Dimension
task complete

Melancholy sits here too
cradling the unknown
too delicate to hold
waves dance in rain and white wind
ice cold separated by time
here I sit in a District in the South
watching myself being born

And red blood
Flows…

©GhairoDanielsPoetry&Song +-1980s