Beneath the surface she moves

Like a sea creature 

I can see the ripples, the grooves 

On the sea of my lower abdomen 

Oh, how at nearly 29 weeks I’m a believer 

It’s still a miracle to me, though, how she happened 

I feel like I’m living the very early Genesis chapters 

In which life and nature and goodness are what matters 

Is it possible for Eve to revisit her decision?

Because now I have a clear vision 

Of a reflection I want to be 

When I see her face in the photos looking back at me 

There’s a sweetness in that countenance already 

Like her dad 

But we’d both like to spare her the people-pleasing struggles we’ve had 

Telling the truth 

Acknowledging God is the beginning of insight 

To know what He said 

When the world speaks, I hope she listens to the ancient wisdom instead 

That she hunts for the truth and that righteousness will be her delight

Because wisdom was there in the garden 

Though she swims a little now, her life is just startin’

I want her eyes to see the stars 

And I hope in the vast sea she swims around the serpent 

I pray she marvels at the moon and Mars

Like all the greats, I hope she’s the Lord’s servant 

I’m watching her bones and muscles form 

And I’m conscious to feed her well 

To bring her here, I’ll go through a storm 

Time will surely tell 

And I’ll read her the stories of Genesis 

Tell her she’s not apart from the grand story, but rather in it

In a world gone amiss

All mamas and daughters are princesses

In all creation, to me, this child is gifted