Taithrosa was mess of emotions. Joy and excitement, worry and concern. Concern for the child coming into the world, concern for his beloved. There was no clear way to speak of the chaos that was inside him now. A child, a spirit to be taught. There was so much so very much that meant.
He hadn’t been sure what to say to the woman he loved. He needed to examine his own emotions. Sort them out so that he could put them in words. He had fallen back on what he had known, a song ancient and celebratory, but as he held her he could feel her body not responding to the comfort he intended. Then it occurred to him that she didn’t speak Akalak that well, and his song was archaic by modern standards. He looked down at her and stopped his song. “I am sorry, I forgot you don’t speak Akalak that well, and my song is old anyways.”
He pulls her close and holds her tight. He suspected by her smile that he hadn’t done the right thing for her. He looked down at her. Her face smiling and she pulls him forward into the walk. He could tell she wasn’t happy he hadn’t said they right think to help her. He wasn’t surprised he was conflict of emotion, he was actually speechless was the way to put it.
They walked in quiet for a moment. “I Love you.” He said as they walked home. He looked over at her realizing she needed more. “I am filled with joy, and concern.” He catches up to her so he can see her face, “I am going to be away, and I want to be here.” He put his arm around her shoulder so they were close as they walked. “When will the baby be born. I am going to be back, I am.” He says looking into her eyes. “Our child will have both of us to see them into the world.”
He holds her close as they walk. “I am sorry I am leaving, I was going to be missing you and know I will miss you all that much more.” He paused the picked her up and held her close as they walked towards their home. He sang to her once again, but this time it was in common and faltering as he translated.
“Unto us a Child is given,
Unto us a life is born.
Praise and Joy fill my hearts.
Blessings be upon this woman,
For As A Goddess she is.
Unto us a Child is given,
Unto us a life is born.
My soul is full and Bright
May my Love be known
For Woman and Child.
Unto us a Child is given,
Unto us a Life is born.
Give me strength
Father , Mother of our race
To give them my love.
He looked into her eyes. His arms were strong but gentle around her.
"Unto us a Child is Given
Unto us a Life is born.
Glory be upon my woman
Honor forever her name
For She has Given her best.
He stops and says in her ear. "I love you."