Sunday, June 25, 2017

Never Enough*

Never Enough*

Ah to return to that drunk besotted joy - 
anticipation actualized as you, new babe lay
a moment in the curve of my arms.  I stood 
rooted to this earth in sheer wonder
of the blessed now – in a blink, 
sly eye of the Universe, spun-snatch-
melted you to poetry manifested
words - Yet, each poem could be
torn and pieces flung to the wind , 
to drift dust- tattered when compared 
to the suddenly born actuality of 
the flutter of your newborn lash -
perfect and inscribed forever – The
soft weight of your reality remains –
echo of all that can be – in a future
as yet unwritten – For now – my soul
soared, seared and ever yours – 
always and a day ....and you sheer poetry 
begun in an eight plus pound package 
of joy everlasting 
growing, glowing 
stretching, cooing 
on ...

*one can never get quite enough of the miracle and magic of a new baby
dedicated to my new grandson Austin 

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