Kären at 35 

Child of mine,
who will you be?
Come out of my body
to me, to me. 

At the border between one life and two,
Kären rocks, one hand steady
on the back of her own trusted leg,
one lightly at rest on the globe
that has recreated its shape in her belly.
Beneath the bulge of a whole other world
her feet feel at home on the ground,
find their way through invisible
fields of force as if through a song. 

Child of mine,
who will you be?
Come out of my body
to me, to me.