Maybe No One Wholly Leaves the Womb

Music: Who Is at My Window Weeping.
Sequenced by Barry Taylor.

Maybe no one wholly leaves the womb,
Of which the memory remains as love --
The need for innocence, the unslaked longing,
Hunger for the beauty of belonging,
Each being for the other what might prove
Redemptive, as love makes the moment bloom,
Self losing self in song, in grace, in giving.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon

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