Cupped <br />carefully <br />in the palms <br />of her hands <br /> <br />her first <br />new born <br />so much <br />mystery <br />fleshed <br />into being <br />still gazing <br />at the mystery <br /> <br />of where it has <br />come from <br />only slowly <br />becoming aware <br />of the great <br />mystery <br />that is today.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/first-new-born/
