rebirth

Soft darkness wraps its hands around me

Touching my shoulders ever so slightly

I let go of all thought and inhale dry air
rocking myself into slumber

A stroke of wind dishevels my hair

I tremble in surprise and it withdraws 
I sit up and pray in silence, hoping

For something I have yet to know

A stork flies through the night 
Startled, I stare into obscurity
A baby’s cry pierces the air

“A newborn”, I think; “how lovely”