Hearing the cry of the child,  
My mind took me back before entering
The world through birth pangs,
As I ripped out the fleshly womb of my mother
I sprung forward until now,
Crying I laminate before God
As a crying child I enter the world
Touching the heart of God
This is divine intention
I conceive my spiritual life in Christ
For God alone paid the price for my life.
This is divine intervention.
I am free birth is not the sole work of male
And female members of our species
Birth is the joyous responsibility given unto me,
Not the conception of being an earthly child,
But a spiritual life in an earthly child
As I develop into maturity my soul is pregnant
With possibilities of divine intervention
As I hunger and thirst after God alone. 
Once my soul glimpsed my beloved,
And my beloved presence took form.
 I found it not enough to be pregnant,
I must give birth.
 
My desire for God is my conception
For humility is the womb where as I began as a child.
Humility ensures that I stay out of the way
And allow God to do His work within me. 
I am physically two parts of the whole
"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,
before you were born I set you apart:
said the God within me and then He sat me free.