A birthing happening
it,
isn’t always glorious
formulaically smooth
it,
Sometimes it has grinding language
Stops and starts
The tempo is off-
it’s
still coming online —
Rooting into this life
Rising up
Maybe ugly but,
Gonna show face.
I can respect it.
Its trials and tribulations
its process of becoming
It wants to BE.
Fiesta Estrellas 
An introspective poem that fits perfectly with Aysa Nereo’s extraordinary song. Greetings, Ka. Excellent post.
Birthing anything new takes effort,… Love the music you included Ka…
Sending love and Blessings, as we breathe into being that which is… ❤ 🙏💛
True of children. True of poetry. Sometimes, I think the best always comes through pain.
So many things emerge in our lives Ka, asking to be heard or felt. And they all have a purpose, even if on the suggestion of a friend that this is nice…and it tastes like a year old biscuit 🤣 But we cheer when it is good, the first just gave us something to measure it by 🤗❤️🙏
The birthing .. after the pain .. the beauty and the power.. all the more cherished because it came after the blood and sweat and toil. Beautifully succinct and elegantly styled words in your inimitable magical touch of your quill and that soulful and pure heart of yours that gives us this bountiful verse. ♥️🥰
All we can do is go wit the veritable flow:)xx
Some of the most important, worthwhile, and beautiful things in this world do not happen with a straight line or an even tempo. There are twists and turns, ups and downs. I love your art and the songs you added.
Beautiful truth Ka! Life is always moving us in new directions and challenging us to expand into our freedom 💞💞👏