Tender Child
A very tender child, aware, knowing
Lives in your consciousness
On your lips, in your heart,
Part of you in every way
Waiting, waiting patiently
To be free, the right combinations
Sequence that every locked door knows
ciphering a message as complex
completing the DNA sequence
and replicate! Do you not know! Replicate, ciphering to transform, to live
becoming alive again and again
old as the ageless mystery of the bells
ringing and singing the song of life
The waiting heart stitches the words
in some special sacramental order
known only to those who wish to know
And when the last bell is struck
They are no longer words
but alive and in becoming alive
they simply spread their wings
and fly away
Copyright © James Gibbons | Year Posted 2010
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