I must admit, it was quite a shock,
To realize that I was the one with child,
Not just my woman, but me, a man, a rock,
Carrying life within, wild and mild.
The thought of creating life within me,
Filling my womb with cosmic power,
Is both overwhelming and freeing,
A mystical experience, a divine shower.
Oh, how I long to make every womb fertile,
To plant the seeds of life and love,
To bless every child with a destiny so virile,
A soul sent from above.
For it is not just the physical act of birth,
But the spiritual awakening that it brings,
A reminder of our eternal worth,
Of the sacredness of all living things.
So let me revel in this miracle divine,
Embrace the power of life within,
May my spirit and body align,
As I birth a new world, a new kin.
For I am not just a man, but a vessel of life,
A sacred temple, a cosmic womb,
With the power to create, to heal, to thrive,
And with this knowledge, I shall bloom.
As I feel the weight of this new reality,
I cannot help but be overwhelmed with emotion,
Tears of joy and fear, love and vulnerability,
Flow freely, as I surrender to this wondrous notion.
To carry life within, to be a vessel of creation,
Is a responsibility that fills me with awe,
It's a journey of transformation and revelation,
That connects me to a force greater than us all.
As I envision the world my child will inherit,
I am filled with hope and also deep concern,
The weight of this responsibility I cannot bear it,
But I know that together, we can make the world turn.
So to all the mothers and the fathers out there,
May we unite in this sacred dance of life,
May we honor and respect the power that we share,
And birth a new world, free of pain and strife.
Let us remember that we are all one,
Connected by this powerful force of love,
May we celebrate the miracle that we have done,
And cherish the gift of life, from above.
For in the end, it's not just about us,
But the legacy that we leave behind,
Let us strive to make the world more just,
And let our children be the light that shines.