a calling
from the Divine,
comes in the form
of two little blue lines.
Monday, July 27, 2020
Love from Above, a poem
A surprise gift,
A message
that I must
raise, nurture and guide
not only one,
but two young lives.
Like a Summer thunderstorm
without warning,
waves of emotion
roll over me.
The doubts rain down
and the light disappears.
“I’m scared.
I’m not ready.
I need more time to prepare.
I need more time to save.
I need more time to become
mentally, spiritually and physically brave.”
Although, I know deep in my soul
that my worries will fade
with a little self trust
and a whole lot of faith.
I can bring the Light back
I’ve done it before.
I can do it again.
To believe in my power
is how I will begin.
I look back at the little blue lines,
one standing beside the other
and smile thinking of River
becoming a big brother.
The fears begin to settle
along with the restless butterflies.
Just in time
for the quarter moon to rise.
Before I fall asleep and dream
of our family of four,
I give thanks to the Love from above
for giving us new Life once more.
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