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Birthing Life

Sixty five years ago
in the darkness
I became aware
of a soft tangerine light
an increasing warmth
seeping around me
becoming hot, oppressive, 
squeezing like a vice grip
I wanted escape,
only to discover
I could not move.  
and a constant hammering,
vibrating which seemed
somehow reassuring.
Suddenly I was free.
The world was filled
with bright light
I was born.


Note: Picture is my own digital artwork