.....FATE - A point of birth to a point of death.

The body shivered as the nurse smiled saying, it's a girl. Wrapping her arms around the new born wet and warm she noted the time down. It was 2.45 am.

"your mother sleeps, you too will get to see her tomorrow" the nurse whispered as she left the labor room and headed to the baby room. She was tagged and the foot prints were taken, with a warm cap that would keep her head warm, she was all set for the world to come

Death - could it be an experience as birth.

Birth - was it as subtle as death now looks.