Sojourner Kincaid Rolle | Honoring the sanctity of life
Conscious mothers know what gift they give the world; know what precious bundle they deliver. Others sometimes wonder what miracle creates a human being; long to understand what manifests a beating heart and comprehend what grand design defines our self. Now we follow the light toward quiet and gentle birth. In a world of chaos an oasis of serenity where order resides where love overwhelms. Here new life emerges slides through the shielded tunnel into the realm of unconditional life embraces the first light Here into the arms of tranquility wrapped in the aroma of assurance cradled in the soothing rhapsody engaged with smiling eyes the first suck of tempered air the first touch of a like being the first outstretching unbound and perfect.
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