The crackled cry of the infant
slapped into life,
soft breath on its cheek,
warmth of encircling arms
…the beginning
A touch of gentle fingers exploring
the palms, the toes, the knees;
a hazy moon-shape, hovering
…out of focus.
A hunger, a need, a nuzzling,
a satisfaction,
a gazing into eyes, searching
…the depths of love.
Swaddling, comfort; a lulling,
a humming melody, voices
whispering and soft laughter
…sleep.
Awaken to a medley of sounds,
sensations, shadows, awareness.
The breathing in of life
…has begun.
© Marion Sharville
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