A poem by Jim Deeds
[New City Magazine – December 2021, page 23]
And so the hour came,
Amidst the pain;
Contractions gripping,
And cattle lowing:
Messy.
There was no bed.
No midwives yet –
Just a husband’s hand.
And the promise of an angel:
‘Be not afraid.’
Born not in fear,
But in love;
Love itself was born
The angel exclaimed:
Today, God is with us.
From the book Soul Seasons by Jim Deeds. Published by New City (2021)
- Soul Seasons is the follow up to Jim’s book of poems, Gym for the Soul, and was written over the space of two years of observing the seasons as they came and went, both in the world around him and in his own life and the lives of those he loves.
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