Within this nurturing capsule
I am fetal and folded
I listen to the embryo of language
And bathe in a vibration of basal rhythm
Here is where I grow
I do not eat but I am fed well
I drink as I bathe
A fitting gestation
Brings my birth
to cry and breath in one
Perfect even if flawed
Uniquely I belong
To you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a very very clever write, and i've never thought of writing in this way... I am impressed... Again! Great Write Stevie! ! ! ; -) -Kelly.