The Image of Me !
You were a best kept secret,
a reason I've never had to
know.
Born from the belly of a
mother,
who'd received the blessings
of seed I had to sow.
So where have you been
growing,
in places I'd have loved to
be.
How strange now this evoking
reaction,
to behold in you the image of
love that I see.
Tiny face and glowing eyes
smiling,
no hatred contained in this
moment here.
Only creation of the
everlasting magic,
left when two people have not
understood what is now clear.
Forgive me, for I had not a
clue,
you had graced this world,
this place.
Still, I hold no resentment at
all,
now I am privileged to
encounter you, image of my trace.
Though so much time has
passed,
I'll waste not a moment
longer,
to be honouring the message
you carry,
one that I pray you can
prolong, for you are stronger.
Flesh of my flesh, bone of my
bone,
you are holding within you a
key,
to a future that our world can
share,
love unbridled by the greed,
one where we are all free.
Happier now I can know you,
though till now we'd been
estranged.
Amazed at how such tiny little
hands,
can grip onto mine so
strongly, for me this feels so strange.
I promise that I shall love
you,
and make an effort to make up
time.
For in you I see the image of
me,
you're the blessing I'd never
known was mine...
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