From the Chain of Life quilt, and I quilted in a belly around the poem.
song of the unborn
touch me gently
I am a dreamer
waiting for my time
soon enough
the waves shall come
pressing me
forcing me out
meanwhile I dream
and wait
and feel loving strokes
of hands
on the belly
that shelters me
scrystal rn, 1984
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