Placenta Poem
At the beginning of your world, I was part of you,
Made of the same luminous fabric, flesh of your flesh, of our father and mother's being.
As we grew, we were separated but united. I fed you, breathed for you, became a pathway for the flushing currents of our mother's blood.
As you slept, I was your cradle and your guard; when you awoke I was your companion.
Together for that last day I leashed you to the very limits of our linking line before releasing you to the touch of others - lovers, yes - but surely none will hold you as nearly, as sweetly or as softly as I did.
As our connection was severed you cried aloud, then were gone.
Carry me deep in your heart as you bury me in the soil of our home, for I am the earth of your making.
