Child of God
conceived of me alone–
no blood but mine–
tonight I give birth to you again.

Your insistent little body
slips wet between my thighs
after another night, precarious,
on the lip of the abyss.

I give you life
when your time is come;
I feed you and warm you
till you are satisfied.

This time you are born
among animals, angels,
a star hanging over my head
like the only lantern in the world.



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