Serving Life

By well-wisher

Thu, 23 Jun 2011
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How long?
How long must I be locked
inside this tiny cell?
When will I see the light of life;
her sounds; her touch; her smells?

How long?
How long must I be cramped
in this windowless room?
Won’t someone please sever my bond;
rescue me from this gloom?

“Only a few more months”, she said,
talking to the dream in her womb.

Certificate U
Poem
The Earthlove Collection
Spiritual

Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
This one completely took me by surprise at the end. What a beautiful ending! Jenny.

 

Submitted by Highhat on
Yes I wasn't expecting the end either. But you know well-wisher personally I don't think the baby feels cramped- on the contrary I think he/she really loves the warmth and the heartbeat and being surrounded by so much security. Can you picture that maybe? No offence meant- I promise you. Haven't you ever wished yourself back in the womb? I have- atb ;)Pia

Submitted by well-wisher on
Pia, I didn't really give the poem a literal interpretation. I saw the baby as representing someone struggling; perhaps an artist or a political prisoner, without knowing their future. The baby is like anyone going through hardship who wonders, "Is it all worth it? When will I make a breakthrough?". The twist ending is supposed to show that, what seems 'hopeless' may end in 'hope'. Thanks for reading and commenting.

Oh look, a link. I wonder where it leads.

JoHn

Submitted by well-wisher on
Thankyou, Jennifer. I'm glad that it was a surprise. The realization of the twist ending is a good symbol of epiphany, I always feel.

Oh look, a link. I wonder where it leads.

JoHn

Submitted by Highhat on
I wish I could have seen that deep well-wisher !! ;)Pia