From Ann Glover O’Dell’s Midwifing the Soul:
Welcome the Child
the child in me who longs to be
unhampered by high expectations
placed upon her by comparative critique
so constant that the life blood joy
begins to pale and then succumbs
to lethargy within the deepening dark
the child in me who wants to be
active in one world
and nurturing attachment
to another
with eucharistic daily bread
the child in me who needs to be
rebirthed into a balanced one
who free of censorship of self
and habits binding
from a paralyzing past
can welcome other children
from confining prison cells.
Welcome my child
the little me so bonded with
the Old Embracing One
who never for an instant
e’en considered
abandoning or bruising
my small soul.