Weeks passed and
the twins developed. As their awareness grew, they laughed for joy:
"Isn't it great that we were
conceived?" Isn't
it great to be alive?"
Together the twins
explored their worlds.
When they found
their mother's cord that gave them life, they sang for joy!
"How great our
mother's love is, that she shares he own life with us."
"But I don't want
to go," said one. "I want to stay here always."
"We have no choice,"
said the other. But maybe there is a life after birth!"
"But how can there
be?" responded one. "We will shed out life cord and how can
life be possible without it?" Besides we have seen evidence that
others were here before us, and none of them has returned to tell us there
is life after birth. No this is the end. Maybe there is no
Mother after all."
"But there has to
be," protested the other."
"How else did we
get here?"
"How do we remain
alive?" "Have you ever seen our mother?" said one,
"Maybe she only
lives in our minds. Maybe we made her up
because the idea
made us feel good."
So the last days in the womb were filled with deep questioning and fear.
Finally, the moment
of birth arrived. When the twins had
passed from their
world, they opened their eyes and cried for joy -
for what they saw
exceeded their fondest dreams.
Is this birth or is this death?
