There was a childbirth one day.
It was in an unusual location by the sea.
There within a bamboo hut,
I became immersed in a sharing
that brought to light the luminosity,
which had always been but was as yet
We were there helping, watching in awe,
this mystery of childbearing. All the more so
since nobody really knew what to do.
Time seemed to stop.
The air stood still... heavy... and thick.
We were lost in the contractions,
the rise and fall of her breath,
as if nothing else seemed to exist.
Slowly, slowly, the baby appeared,
first the head and finally the feet
until at last he was out and free.
In that moment or some moment
I know not which,
as if a hurricane wind swept through
a Presence, an Energy, an
Intelligence or God if you will,
was there knocking us off our feet.
we held each other dear,
for so magnificent was its
presence, so absolute was its feeling.
In this moment of Birth,
a conscious determination
to know arose.