Expecting

Feeling soft and warm,
Ripe as fruit in sun,
Full of orbs and circles,
Something has begun.

Fall of tears and laughter
Tender and yet strong
Trembling and fearful
Bursting into song.

Eyes that see forever
Angry with delay,
Patient as the Sphinx
Wanting it today.

History within,
Mother of the world,
Like a little kitten
By the fire curled.