Small, sweet, soft and tender. Delicate, elegant, beautiful and growing. Grand and glorious, in time and eternity.
Her gentle voice sounds in our ears
Drawing us back to those timeless
Holier spheres.
She’s right here, resting right there
Next to my heart in sacred
Silent prayer.
Her finely-featured face, in temporal serenity,
Splendidly reveals her
Eternal identity.
Yes, I held her in my hands, gently;
And she held my full attention,
Intently.
Her very soul echoes through our whole being
Freeing us to real
Seeing.
Our yearning matching hers -- with us she shares
The secure promise that, together, we
Shall be Heirs.
~
By Scott Vanatter, July 7, 2012 (On the birth of Emma Lenore Kearns.)
Her gentle voice sounds in our ears
Drawing us back to those timeless
Holier spheres.
She’s right here, resting right there
Next to my heart in sacred
Silent prayer.
Her finely-featured face, in temporal serenity,
Splendidly reveals her
Eternal identity.
Yes, I held her in my hands, gently;
And she held my full attention,
Intently.
Her very soul echoes through our whole being
Freeing us to real
Seeing.
Our yearning matching hers -- with us she shares
The secure promise that, together, we
Shall be Heirs.
~
By Scott Vanatter, July 7, 2012 (On the birth of Emma Lenore Kearns.)
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