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Delivery Room

The laughter of the wind . The silence of winter. The punishment of determination. As she pushed and pushed ! Moaning to get him out, it was the realization of stubbornness being born. The father in those dark times , dissapeared like snow in spring drowning his shame and sorrow, in dirty skirts and cheap whiskey in dodgy corners of the Jozi city. Just before he got his head out of the placenta... he had a vision! A prophecy!. Life was never going to the all "rainbows and unicorns" but sweaty palms and lonely nights. There was light! At the end of the tunnel , because Pa returned to the Delivery room. With the realization of who was coming to the world. An Artist but not your everyday Picasso.

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Martin Braun

Date: 2/28/2020 7:59:00 AM

Passionate 8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10 but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. 11 When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. 1 Cor. 13 Love conquers all.