The Gift

Neath the darkness of her shelter
like a precious gem she holds
the love and tenderness of her loins.

Yes,some days are long and cold and
other days just burn and burn
Still, she finds comfort in the teardrops
that fall from heaven,they disguise her fears
and hide her loneliness.

The harshness of the wind
at times too much to bear,
but there are those days.
Yes those wonderful days,
when the dew lays gently on the dawn and
the sun shines through the crystals in the sky
and paints a kaleidoscope of colors
that fill her thoughts
for days and days

She welcomes the sound of the thunder
it reminds her she is not alone.
Oh and what a special gift
to see the light dance in the sky.
Sometimes raindrops can feel so warm.

Soon the darkness and the cold and
the wind and the sun and the rain and
the loneliness all go away.
And on this day..this glorious day,
the precious gem she has nurtured and loved
for so long , blossoms.

She awakes.
In all her color, in all her hopes,
in all her dreams, in all her eternity,
in all her innocence, in all her fragrance,
in all her majestic uncompromised mystical beauty.
And the world sits in wonder.

Thank you for the sun and the rain and the wind.
Thank you for this flower you know her name.

The Gift
MCV
To Sarah on her 13th birthday.