9 months.

After all the relentless trauma,
The suffering which took any shape and colour it could get hold of in my body,
A battle ground in my brain,
A warchestra of pain emanating from my eyes,
Tears which had formed lakes inside of me,
I had literally become a volcano holding all of my sorrows,
Bubbling under the surface ,
Now all extinguished 
 
After the course of 9 months,
A birth has occured, 
I am reborn, 
In ways I never thought I could,
Every single limb of mine rejoices,
Every sensation I experience tingles,
Atoms dancing inside of me,
I wake up in such joy ,
It is so ridiculous , that I am this happy,
That life gifts me all of this ,
That my reality has gone through a washing machine ,
I have been spun around so much,
I feel clean and light,
Like Im floating, 
I have forgiven everything,
Accepted everything,
Grieved , and transformed what was danger into safety,
My body is Safe once more,
She trusts me now, 
 
Oh Love,
Darling Life,.
My dear God who I prayed to as a Child,
How can I thank you ?
This universe burnt me through and through, over and over,
Scars I thought I could never recover from, 
Yet now, 
I am on my knees,
In worship,
Of all that is around me 
 
I am so happy 

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