there was not easy, I ate
nerves, my hands were sweating
stood impatiently waiting for instructions
the clean room, specialists relaxed, calm
what to me is sacred to them is a day of work
in the air a smell of blood, sweat, burning human flesh
my eyes began to cloud my breathing
breath and looked, as always I'm in trouble I do
found what I always calms me down ...
your face gesture was different. mixture of nerves, anxiety, gesture hard, steady gaze, ce &about girls, or brow
with good reason, especially when you're almost
dissection did not want to see your abdomen, miracle of life. Fear prevented him
your face did not calm me, your arms were tied, barred embrace
realized it was me who should be firm this time, peace was in my hands I prayed to
God and words of encouragement came alone.
then advised me, among medical terminajos, laughter and
radio background that the time had come
birth and time stood still feel that way when I look back on
Salt & your bellyamp; iacute a, with the help of many hands, head, human body
tiny and perfect, this soon became a primal scream
a'm here! so loudly at that moment
something lit the room
now I understand why they call it "enlightenment"
but was not, as believed, as read
no light Wine of the new being, but you
your smile and your eyes, it directly without subtlety
that sublime moment was the butt of my existence
continued, I was in my arms I knew Miranda
fragility, crying
stopped to listen and explain in words what followed
falls short when she could finally be near you
kissed her, we talked and I listened, opened his eyes
and there, both my arms, we were family first
was glorious moment when they saw each other
what both have occurred, the gorgeous crush my soul
vibrated and still does at the memory.
paternal instinct
was activated when I realized I had two wonderful beings
in a vulnerable state, and that both were in my hands. CH
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