Journey

Strength and love from hollow of his hands at first. As he releases me into a new life with a burst, His guidance to where my destiny will be immersed. Leaving his threshold, my time waiting to be nursed, Floating away from his holy hollowed hands to earth, My mortal parents eagerly anticipate the total worth. Angelic wings carry my soul with gentle smiles of mirth. My holy father watches my pathway toward my birth. A distance away from the righteous hollow of his hands, I am always aware that he shall walk upon the sands. Beside me forever until a need to share the holy bands, He now opens my journey of choices across the lands.