Where it gets really quiet
Everything stops
And for a moment
I get suspended in ecstasy
In the infinite power of a second
And then I let everything go
And I empty myself
In that quiet place
Of the mind, the body
And soul...
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Breaking Water
Motherhood is like that winter storm When everything comes to a halt And no one knows what to expect And things are done, when they are don...
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