this splendid day – a simple prayer
his feet cracked, red
and worn
from the long, lonely walk
into this life…
may he be warm
may he be safe
may he be held
grandchildren
A Joyous Day – Gift of a New Life (8th Lineage Poem)
I’ve born witness now to the birth and growth of two sons and a granddaughter. This is the great mystery and the gift of lineage.
Murmuration – her small voice rising like a brand new day
her small voice rising…wave upon brilliant wave of intelligence
Steps – this exquisite girl, rising on her tiny toes…
this exquisite girl
will rise again on tiny toes
