What a breath of fresh air
when I pull my head up
to glimpse the sun
I hid away in the closet
of my child's mind
for years beyond forever.
How unbelievably bright
is the night, when I look
with my new orbs
of understanding.
Living no longer seems
a sentence meted out
by a creator
with little more for me
than a sick sense of humor.
The sounds of the seasons
ring in my ears, and the scents of tomorrow
are sweet, like honey
melting on morning breads.
No more do I fear
to walk in light.
No more do I wander
with apprehension
of the coming day.
No longer am I afraid
to think
goodness shall follow me
for goodness has found me,
and its name is Forever.
Reaching down
to the cool earth
beneath the strong, leafy branches
of a pear tree,
I find the jewel of my heart.
I find the beginning of infinity.
I will take the gem
to my soul,
and bury it there,
to allow is spreading luminecence
to fill me
from the inside.
And I will feel
my lips begin to curl
in a way so foreign to me,
that I am amazed
it is not a forgotten gift.
I will look
to the cloudless skies,
seeking nothing more,
asking nothing more,
wanting nothing.
Simply to gaze
at the blue of forever,
the green of new life,
the red of the sun
that will warm
my newborn skin
And I will take
breath so deep
to nourish my shining diamond,
now nestled in my heart
and mated to my soul.
And in all of this perfection,
I will find words
to speak
To all
that now surrounds me,
"You are all I have ever wanted,"
I shall say
to the sky.
"You are everything I ever dreamed,"
I shall shout
to the snowy mountains.
"You are perfect in every way,"
I shall murmur sweetly then
to my soul's gem.
"And I shall call us Paradise."
