by Kris Laurentz

Created on: June 24, 2008   Last Updated: June 25, 2008

Two cells collide and form into one living soul.
I am now here and my voice is so small.
Every moment that passes by, I can feel I am growing.
I am developing...learning...breathing...and getting stronger.
I hear my mother's voice so sweet and loving.
I can feel the warm touch of her hand when she rubs her belly.
She sings ever so sweetly as I am rocked gently in my internal home.

She seems pleased with who I am becoming.

I am now stronger and my voice is getting louder.
Everyone knows I am coming soon and they are all waiting.
I am lulled into a peaceful hypnotic state by the rhythm of the music...our two heartbeats make.
I hear my mother's voice but it is changing.
I don't feel her warm and loving touch as often.
I need to move around to let her know I am still here.
I am still developing...learning...breathing...and waiting.
Just waiting.

I hear my mother's voice so frightened and sad.
Did I do something wrong?
I don't feel her warm and loving touch anymore.
I need to emerge into the physical life stream.
She needs to hold me...to touch me...to see me...to know I am real.
I have a voice, it just not being heard.

I hear the voice of strangers and noises I am not familiar with.
Can my mother hear my voice so frightened and so sad?
No one is speaking for me, therefore I have no voice.
I was excited when the two cells collided.
I was excited to just 'Be'.
Excited to go on a wonderful journey and to give joy and love to all who will know me.
Things are changing.

I no longer hear any voices.
I have been erased...voided...deleted...discarded for eternity.
I did not ask to come into being.
I was not asked to come into death.
I had a voice, but no one listened...not even the one who nourished me.
I will no longer give love and joy to those who will know me.
I will only give sorrow and pain to the one who knew me...
For all eternity.

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