The trajectory of flight
And the living animal in it
The color of the leaves
And the way they
Flutter to the earth
Gravity
And it’s seemingly integral role
In mating
Our divided selves
I understand my friend ignores
All these signs of his Creator
Blithely…
My little boy walks into
The room to talk to me
Small words in utter sincerity
And the perfect miracle of his face
Divine.
How can you not see?
The gift this child is?
The soft reflection
Of eternity in his eyes
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I am touched… so true
Thank you ❤