when my mother was pregnant
with her second child i was four
i pointed at her swollen belly confused at how
my mother had gotten so big in such little time
my father scooped me up in his tree trunk arms and
said the closest thing to god on this earth
is a woman’s body it’s where life comes from
and to have a grown man tell me something
so powerful at such a young age
changed me to see the entire universe
rested at my mother’s feet
– rupi kaur, from “milk and honey”
In honor of World Poetry Day, I give you poetry.
And if you are anything like me, then there are two times two lines above that made you shiver from the profundity of their meaning. Or… you are nothing like me, and there’s not a single line in this poem that does anything for you. Perhaps you have other lines of poetry that rock your world?