Thursday, May 03, 2007

remind us


o, little caedmon,
tiny fresh human,
there is ancient music in you;
the songs of the heavens
on your quivering little lips.
the hope of humanity, of heaven,
forever reaching towards Spirit,
which is so often doused in me
is ablaze within your so-soft skin.
and so remind us, baby cade,
of the child in us;
of the wonder and the wild
of even the simplest things;
of how we were born
and born (again)
by water and the Spirit.
inspire us
to live the life in us.

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