Love's Rushing in...

A Poem by Namyh

At Love's approach, take a deep breath, open wide your arms and yell....INCOMING!

Love’s Rushing in… ❤️⚡️❤️

Traveling at 186,000 miles per second
is the light in the night from Lightning
which blasts the molecules of air apart
to create a vacuum most frightening.
But it’s not heated air being pushed apart
that makes that clamorous din.
After Lightning has struck
and the vacuum collapses,
Thunder is the air rushing in.

And the X-chromosome lies waiting alive
in the female egg with grace
for the first sperm penetrating its membrane
bringing spark for a Life to embrace.
If an X sperm is first, it will be a girl.
If a Y, it's a boy to win.
And it’s not your choice or mine but God’s
that gender is the sperm rushing in.

When one heart is enraptured by another
and they both hold their breaths in the night
and the vacuum between them draws closer
for one heartbeat at the speed of Light,
all Thunder heard then at the speed of sound
on a whisper of air so thin
at 11 hundred and 29 feet per second
is the blast of Love rushing in.

Namyh