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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 4 – Masters)
Topic: Birth (infancy) (08/20/09)

TITLE: Transitions
By Mariane Holbrook
08/25/09


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By every indication mom looked forward to my birth.
I often heard her tease how much Iíd added to her girth.
I sighed with deep contentment there inside that dark cocoon
Though I was apprehensive that I might be leaving soon.

I tried to be inactive since my stretching caused her pain.
I heard her pray for grace and mercy time and time again.
Sheíd pray that all my toes and fingers, every organ, too,
Would each be perfect specimens, my eyes a pretty blue.

I knew I had a mother, father, sister, brother, too.
I heard them talk about me and the things they planned to do.
But things began to bother me when there was not a doubt
That one day soon from my cocoon, I would be moving out.

I loved it there, safe and secure, close to my motherís heart.
I was well-fed, a nice soft bed, no reason to depart.
That place was all Iíd ever known, Iíd never been outside.
Afraid of what might lie ahead, I bowed my head and cried.

But on that day when I was born, I felt so loved and blest.
My family checked me over and declared Iíd passed the test.
The world was bright and beautiful, not dark where I had been;
Iíd never been this happy since I canít remember when.

My room was bright and cheerful, there were presents everywhere.
I heard theyíd had a ďshower;Ē there were lots of women there.
The cradle that I slept in was beside my motherís bed
So she could lift me to her when I needed to be fed.

Someday Iíll have to leave this earth and go to heaven above.
Iíll say goodbye to family and to friends Iíve grown to love.
Iíve grown so used to being here Iíd likely opt to stay
But God makes these decisions and Iíll trust Him all the way.

Thereís so much beauty all around I canít contain it all;
The bluebells in the summer and the maples in the fall.
The pristine snows of winter and the jonquils in the spring;
Each season flaunts its best to make me lift my voice and sing.

Iíve thought deathís separation would be more than I could bear,
But God has planned a welcome for each one who enters there.
My loved ones whoíve gone on before will gather at the gate,
So happy that Iíll soon arrive that they can hardly wait!

When I arrive in heaven to begin my brand new birth,
Iím sure the beauty that I see will far surpass the earth.
And walking down the center of the streets of gold will be
My loving Savior, Jesus Christ, into whose arms Iíll flee.


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Verna Cole Mitchell 08/27/09
Transitions is just the right title for this beautiful poem, connecting the birth on earth all the way to the heavenly birth.One of my favorite things about the poem was the sense of family and of being loved--even before the actual birth, along with the hope of family all together again with Jesus. You've included wonderful thoughts to treasure here in verse.
Laury Hubrich 08/29/09
You've captured so much in a short piece. Excellent job!
Helen Dowd 08/29/09
Your title is perfect. You have taken the reader (me)from your mother's womb to your mother's arms, into a loving family. Then you have taken me beyond that, seeing the world as it is during your lifetime (the vivid description of the world around you) to beyond that, looking forward to the NEXT life...I could recognize your style of poetry. It is always superb. What can I say. As I have said before, you are my favourite poet...God bless you. Have a great visit with your sister...Helen
Joni Andrews 08/31/09
I loved this! Especially the 'baby in the womb' verses. You obviously have a gift.
Tallylah Monroe09/01/09
I was going to start listing some of lines I especially liked, but there are way too many of them!

A wonderful poem.
Jan Ackerson 09/02/09
Very good job switching from the earthly birth to the heavenly one! A seamless transition on the poet's part!
Bryan Ridenour09/02/09
Beautiful entry. A wonderful look at the transitions of life. Nicely done.
Karlene Jacobsen 09/02/09
Gorgeous! Perfect title.
Catrina Bradley 09/02/09
I really like it - I don't know WHAT you're talking about. I lived every stage of this poem as I read - beautifully and expertly expressed.