the womb nurturing this spiritual rebirth is ready
expelling my soul
screams of pain, terror, joy
moving through the canal with shoulders wide
eyes open, head first
i emerge
looking for the arms of comfort
wrapping myself
my own cries comforting me
alone
born into this world capable of self-care
i can feed myself
nourish my own life
coddle myself through each moment of this turmoil
and the angels are cheering me on
beautifully singing on the sidelines
support is all i ask
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