32 Weeks


{32 weeks pregnant today.}

I wish I could tell you what I’m going through.  But the words seem to have slipped into that space underneath a breeze.

That same space I used to lay in when I was just a little one–listening to the bedsheets as they rustle in the wind on my Grandmother’s clothes line.

The same space I used to crawl into–
fall asleep in–
and muster sweet dreams of what life will be like when I grow up.

It’s that constant feeling of joy and mourning.
Surprise and a deeper knowing.

A truth unveiling–
so ancient, so sacred, so ordinary,
so vast.

That I wish I could just tell you, and save myself.

But instead I’ll just trust.

Trust the silence
And the heartbeat
Of the unborn life
Inside me.

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