Finally “Crack The Code”

Waiting 

Wondering

Contemplating

Stressing

Travailing

Tearing

Bleeding

Contending

Proclaiming

Finally 

Releasing

The baby is born

The mourning

Turns morning 

The night shifts

The day comes

The dancing ensues

The grieving is over

When will we finally “crack the code?” 

Of the toiling

It was all a matter of time

Until the King 

Broke through

He was always 

Gonna

The toiling is forgotten –

Finally

It is no more

A distant 

Memory

I cannot access

Anymore

Fainter than a dream

A whisper

That’s made me who I am today

The harvest is in

It’s like the work day

Never was.

The sun-scorched land

Now cool as evening light.

The crying released

The pressure 

And build-up

Of pain

Ensuing

Has been 

Ceased 

Will the pain 

Become worth it?

Across the new threshold

Into the new land?

How will it feel to rock the baby

Instead of 

Carry it within?

Will it feel awkward?

More scary than before

Than all the wondering,

The dreaming

One thing is for sure

We won’t remember all this anymore…

And that’s all we really 

Know for sure.