He was born of song when he came forth
My only child of joy in magnificence
Oh! If I only could know your future
To proceed in life with such unabashed innocence
He was born of joyous crystal rivers
A wonderful chiming song as clear as I've imagined time
In the face of his utter purity
My once loved melodies can only mime
Never have I come anywhere close to knowing such
Whole-hearted unconditional love
With all there ever will be and without very much
This day my bleak world the truth has touched
From the deepest recesses of space rings beauty, wonder, light
Harmonies trickled, poured then gushed
The moment his crying hushed
However could I not have known
However had I lived my life
In a world where he was not born
With no knowledge that nothing was right
Now everything revolves his form
He is clearer in essence then anyone else
He is the eye while we are the storm.
About the Creator
Antonia Cameron
I'm 21 and I've always written. I just don't believe loving a career path could be enough to make it come true and my son comes first
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