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in-breath



and sometimes

the pain is wrapped in a blanket

cocooned softly inside



rock it softly

the child-bundle must weep

but gently



tend to her

rock the bundle, stroke her

always pain dissolves into something else



* * *



slowly, pull back the wrappings

and uncover – new light

tender, a new birth



hold her, love her

whisper to her so she will find strength

a foot in the world again



only from change can new life grow