"Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us dragons exist, but because they tell us dragons can be beaten." -G.K.Chesterton

Sunday, May 12, 2013

A Sacred Psalm



I love your smile
I love your face
I love the way you laugh and play.

I love your eyes
Such sweet surprise
Sparkling bright like firefly's.

Quickly down the hall you go,
You run and hide
Sometimes you fall.


"Come find me Mom!"
A soothing balm.

In hopes that I first count
To three,
Then out the door behind the
Tree.
Dancing, squeeling,
Mingling free, wading through
The crunching leaves. Sneaking
Up so slyfully, surprised and scared we
Both might be.

I love your gentle lulabye's
Dancing round like butterfly's.
You sing them sweetly all day long,
Sacred offering's-
Sacred psalm's.

So bright and brave you'll
Always shine, like the day
Your life met mine.  You've taught
My heart to breath again, and
How to walk through demons dens. 

Your courage reaches out to me
The will to fight, to be set free.  To understand
The Father's love goes far beyond
This Mother's love.
Beyond any thing I can
Fathom. 


I love you, Seth
My soldier knight.
You've learned to battle
Through this life.

My worship warrior child you are,
My beaming brilliant tender star.
That every night I get to hold,
Rock your heart, your mind, your soul.

Right into the arms of He
Who breathed your life into
My sea.
Where emotions, depths and
Plains so wide,
Drink puddles of love warmed by your side,
Summer's rain melts life to mine.

My heart is full, my heart it aches
With love for you as it awakes,
With joy sublime
I no longer hide
On this mother's day,
For you are mine.