In these quiet moments
Winter solstice steals into morning
Significance, blessing, and love
Years ago, at a time such as this
Our world slumbered toward warmer days
Days of hard labors of love
Midnights of warm, healing recovery
On a day, no different than any other
A child, sweet, full of heart,
Came into our lives without announcement
Her arrival more important to future lives than knowledge will ever attest.
Solstice, by definition, identifies as a turning point
In the case of this beautiful soul
Many lives will be brightened
Many hearts lifted
Many blessings bestowed
How appropriate, in a year overwhelmed by turmoil
This child, wizened by age
Marks her birth on this solstice
A turning point for many
There will never be any measurement
No capture of any uttered word
No loving thought capable
For those who know and love this incredible woman
May peace
Kindness
Love
Tenderness
All that remains good in this world
Fall gently on her this day and always
As for this writer
Only forever could hold the simplest inkling
The faintest touch
Of gratitude and love
For the celebration of the anniversary of this special birth
Do you know it’s almost midnight again and here I am finding my way to your words.
I’m speechless though Michael…surely, this is not just a beautiful, beautiful poem but what a wonderful tribute! How can you compose such perfect poems? You really are so gifted!
I have tears in my eyes. And very few words to convey how deeply I’m touched. Thank you. From the bottom of my heart.
I smiled when I received the notification of a comment on my site. I was driving home from work. I looked at the time and saw that it was midnight in London. My words always fall short but I am happy that you feel what I write. You are special. Happiest of birthday wishes to you! 🙂