Beautiful Baby
For Mayah
The space between breath,
Her cheek nestling, soft and warm,
A glance, private, full of love,
The heart of a sunset,
A whisper, a smile,
A kiss.
I feel it sometimes, as I wait for life to move,
There is a quietness, a confidence, that captures my soul,
Keeps me company through the dark times,
The murmur of angels.
We search for change and yearn for sameness,
The human experience, so curious,
Full of hope and sadness,
Push and then pull,
When we stop we feel,
Peace.
31 August 2002
