A woman pregnant,
I long to be seen
belly protruding,
life invisibly visible
churning inside
I want to be seen
honored, revered,
Exalted
not as my person,
but as the Miracle itself
of life begetting life
of human birth
Celebrate the woman
pregnant
don't set her aside
nor cast her off as disabled,
or ever less woman;
Revel with her
feeling her firmness
knowing her softness
Carve her rare beauty
in smooth white marble
Look upon her.
Celebrate the woman pregnant
Hers is to know
the creative moment
of Life incarnating
By Ani Tuzman
great poem!! Almost made me cry:-)
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