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Are you mine? A poem on stillbirth

 

ARE YOU MINE?

 

You are mine

You little heart that beats

Inside of me.

 

My little one

My special secret

My little life

My neshama

My tzaddik

My potential prodigy

 

You are mine

A gift

Wrapped from Hashem

Packaged in me

I feel it in my soul

 

But then your little heart

My little heart

Stopped

 

He wished it so

 

You returned to Him

Precious and Pure

Unstained and Unsullied

By the ink of this world

 

My little one

 

You were

Mine

 

Can you just leave me

A deep aching chasm

In the valley of my heart?

 

My precious neshama

Go to Hashem near the kisei Hakoved

Where you;

Unstained and unsullied

By the ink and filth and dirt

Of this world

Most certainly are

 

Beg Him

Plead with Him

We should know no more pain

 

For now,

Hashem has taught me

כל זמן שהנשמה בקרבי

מודה אני לפניך

 

For life is not mine

It is His

 

Anonymous.

Glossary:

Neshama: soul

Tzaddik: Righteous person

kisei hakavod: G-d’s Throne of Glory

 

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