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