Father
Mother
My child my
spirit
Listen well
to your photosynthetic soul
As ‘tis the
vessel which will
Feed on
light
In the
blossom shall you grow
For I can hear your heartbeat
Shrouded in the silence of the spheres
Resounding as you come to life
Sweet lullaby my ears
And from out
the shadows of your chiaroscuro
In spiritus
mundi were you writ
As I felt
the comfort of the Gods
The day your
great conception came to light
A shone foreshadowing of some perfect bliss
Written in the one long night
Thy womb at
once inhabited
Grade to
color out from black
As the light
began to sing
Of the
spheres’ grandfathered plan
A numeric
prophecy unfolding
Observing the progress as love’s
Pure forward motion
Embellishes with each
Dramatic embrace
As bounding
forth, life
Swift takes
pace
And claims
the lead
God blessed
The shadows of your once world
Recede away into their
Enlightened cowardice
And all that stands
The illuminated walls of a sheer whole
For through
transparent curtains
We can see
to the core
Of your very
becoming existence
As they scan the
Image in broad form
And fill its whole
With soulful nourishment
The expression of humanity
Bred with pure love
Proceeding
straight from the heart
To live unto
forever
In perpetual
amazement
Weaving a
tapestry of light
In the
joyful synchronization
Of your
forthcoming soul
And the
setting of the spheres
Ebbing from
dreams
That
exclaimed a new life forevermore
Courted by the blessed
Vetted by those who longed
Answered only by the word of God
Free only by
His Love
Through the
work of the soul
To be shared
with golden doves of happiness
Stand in the
light of children playing
And meeting
with the laughter
And applause
of angels
Gentle
violin of thy love
In the Kingdom of Heaven
There was always you
Uniting our existence
Your peace be your gift
To the Gods anew, anointing
The pleasures of this truth
Without a shadow of doubt
In
deliverance teems life
God’s
messenger ripe on the wind
Delicate
wide innocent eyes
Faeries of
the angels
Joyous to
know
The truths
that will deliver you
The growing body of lush
Design that dressed
The pregnant soul you cherish
Matched you to your soul’s mate
And covered you in warmth
Every day I
watch Sun rise
As if I were
her birthing mother
Having found
my paternal heart
In you
The long
night our souls were one
When?
Why all this
life
And those’ve
passed
Having
witnessed Mother Earth give birth before
And in thee
I can become
The child in
my soul
Embrace the offered blessing
The blessing of one’s covenant with God
The blessing of tracing that
Which was written in the stars of your heart
The child of
the spheres
To
emancipate the rose blush scent
Of flowering
happiness
Echoing angelic elegies
A fragrance of sheer bliss
The souls of passions aflame
In the flickering material
The pious
forms that enlighten
The glowing
of your face
Floating in your mind
The candlelight rise
An article of faith
A child’s haven for your eyez
The bodies
of beckoning cloudz
That move
beneath the stars only to
Let them
shine in their joyousness
Blessed angel of the inner child
Doth come of heart
To speak true prophecy
A growing
notion something will be
The
relaxation of the violin to rest
Some aspects of life are not to be forced
Can only be enticed by peaceful serenity
I am a
valley of serenity
The river
flows on through me
Always
steady moving forward
The child
who will always love you
Always have
your heart and soul
Line the tip
of your romance tongue
When the paired wings of smiles
To come carry the steady current
Of today as the receding waves
Of yesterday continue to fuel tomorrow
To color the
laughter
And cradle a
higher ground
Out from an
Earthly mannerism
She thought,
expressed
Lifting her
lightened
Pregnant
body like feathers in the wind
Swiftly
blessed
A halo o’er
the mind
When the essence of your being is
Sheer and accentuates your reality
Contours like carving the stone of
A riverbed canyon
Telling dear
time
Her
contractions and expansions
Having lived
so passionately
In the new
light of innocence
When the wondrous thoughts of existence
Roam without Reason through the moving
Forest of ideas that are conceived
On the waters of the heavens
A current
always moving forward
A reaching
into the new life of futures fast
Violin’s
strings enlightened
And many
rivers of thought
Running your
impregnated mind
Giving birth
to be free
Your spirit has been thrown…
All I want
the spheres
To whisper
to your spirit
That all is
right in the world
That your
being will be a bountiful echo
In the vast
reiterations of time
Of life…
And the
power of your intellect
Will open
wide
Sweetly
called
Of birth…
As your eyes
level to birth the sun
Through
futures on the horizon
And paint a
scene the spheres would sing
As an ode to
bless new Love
Of conception…
Our angel of
a child
We’ve
conceived of thee in pure Love
Caressing
the gesture
Out of a
living God
Conceive your spirit in the name of your
Soul…
And the
river of time will deliver you
As the
current flows steady on
Rejoice your soul in the name of your
Art…
In the still
pond of a mother’s vision…
A passionate reflection of father’s racing
mind…
There was
always you
And
a new light of innocence was shown.
Jason Greendyk, www.jasongreendyk.com
