This Moment Before The Miracle.

This moment before the miracle,
Tucked up in the warm haven,
Expelled to live,
Our miracle,
Our life in a child’s heartbeat.

We watch and wait, your first breath,
Your first struggle for air,
The fight for life, the precious first breath,
The sound of an angel crying,
The sound of a heavenly whisper.

I look at you, into your heart,
All I see is my ego reflected,
A pattern that escapes from the real,
Morbid curiosities, to play follow the leader?
Or a reminder of how beautiful the world can be?