Our miracle

You fill my every need,
every sense of this clay -
like the cells of our future
child will grow and divide
and multiply inside me with
burgeoning life,
so you are filling every
cranny of my tender heart,
sore in every muscle for you.
We meet each other
face to face, eye to eye
suddenly
searching out the truth of this love,
confirming its reality.
Grateful, I wait to welcome you
as you stealthily come in.
Welcome, my love, you are
awaited for and expected here.

november 2004