There is a time for everybody

I felt it
At the back of my head
An incessant scratching
As each day would pass
I noticed
That it had moved
Further away
Closer to the top
Was something trying to get out?
A searing pain
Made me double over
In that moment;
Like a segmented orange,
My face peeled back
My skull split open
Not knowing what else to do
I reached in and
Pulled out an egg
I smeared away the blood
And held it close
For days I lay
The keeper of the egg
Eventually ( as most eggs do)
It started to rock and a
Crack appeared
I peered beneath a flap of skin
Amazed to see
A little one climb out
It was me!
She took my large hand in
Both of hers
Her eyes met mine
And said;
“It’s OK
I am here now
You can go.”
With that she
Gathered me up
And swallowed me whole
Held in her belly
The Mother cradles
Me now


4th February

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i woke with this dream last night
the Mother can also be interpreted as God or as a ‘other’ place of sanctuary
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  • mYmEMine
    mYmEMineover 1 year ago

    The child is Father to the Man/or woman as the case may be.

  • t’is true Philip

    – su2anne

  • jainiemac
    jainiemacover 1 year ago

  • many thanks Jane for your on-going support
    x suzanne:))

    – su2anne

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