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Friday, August 19, 2011

Release


Photo by Serena Joyce


This morning 
as my eyes blink
open
it occurs to me
as if for the first time
what you, miracle body, have been up to

All night long, while I let go
you pumped blood through veins
to fingertips and toes
grew cells and eyelashes and nails
inhaled and exhaled
countless times

all this while the sun
tirelessly
birthed new
life

all this without a thought or a word
or a worry
without a drop of help
from me

I laugh when I remember
that just yesterday in a torrent
of heart-numbing
stories

i seriously thought
i
needed to do something


7 comments :

  1. Julia,

    So beautiful and true.

    What a beautiful
    reminder
    to trust, honor, and love our bodies.

    xoxo

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  2. so beautiful, my dear, poet friend. XO I laugh with You!

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  3. julia!!!!!!!!
    profound!
    your poem makes it
    so clear how we ARE
    doing something but
    not always mindfully!
    our dear, dear bodies!
    so much going on inside...
    i remember being more mindful
    when pregnant..good to think of
    that always! XOX

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  4. Oh rooooaaaaarrrrr is how this poem makes me feel!
    (Like a child being a lion, or a wild woman claiming back her life.)

    I LOVE you so much!
    xxx

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  5. So much beautiful truth in this. We should all be thankful for what our bodies do!!!

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  6. I LOVE this post. It's especially perfect for me, as I await the birth of my first baby xx

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  7. You are amazing. Your poetry sings with truth and stunning beauty. It stops me in my tracks every time. Powerful.

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♥ Julia