Friday 14 November 2014

Noah's Garden


I will build you a garden,
A place engulfed by smiles, hugs, and the quiet
Roses abundant; gifts for you

the sunlight; your father and I
I love you so, even though I have not heard you cry
Haven’t touched your skin or stared into your eyes.

You are my all,
In need of protection, teaching, and loving
And yet, 
I’m the one being taught by you that spirit, gentleness, and kindness are the way of life


Tonight I planted a seed and tomorrow its fruit will be yours to reap,so you grow
And forever be a part of spirit
That way you will know to turn outside-in when the rest of the world is in turmoil
I will try my best and hope that it’ll be enough


I’ll build you a garden,
A place engulfed by smiles, hugs, and maybe not so much the quiet
I want you to scream, run, and laugh as loudly as you can
Be vocal and share your feelings.

Grass, roses, the moonlight, your father and I
We haven’t heard you cry nor looked into your eyes.
He’s still somewhere out there, your other dad;
In need of protection, teaching, and loving
And yet I know that you are also his everything.

God, grant this to he and I
A chance for your love to shine through our home
A garden for Noah who’s still up there with you,
But lives in our hearts already because you do

Saturday 1 November 2014

Perhaps

perhaps life's not too short
perhaps it is death that is too quick to arrive
perhaps depending on how one lives life,
at the beginning of death new life regained.
perhaps.