My nephew's kid, coming up, heaven sent, all in the right timing. When asked the due date, the expected mother said "Elijah will decide." Ah, sounds like a poem.
The dawning
light belongs to nature’s will
The dusk at
night echoes a silence, still
The wind
ushers through the valley, a faint wisp
Planets
align whenever eternity calls for eclipse
The muse
cups an ear and whispers the call of love
The Divine
discards fear with an expansive view from above
Flowers
bloom, gardens blossom – all in the right time
Trees
stretch skyward, a destiny they are sure to find
A womb
cradles the sacred seed of life inside
The
day of arrival? Yes, Elijah will decide
Elijah will
decide
The
underlying intention is clearly made
Worry not, worry
not; do not be afraid
There
is enough of everything that we could ever need
For he
is born from the infinite, that miracle sacred seed
The
choice made with voice – it carries us home anew
When
it comes the time to act, we’ll know just what to do
For
those walking in the wilderness, knowing not where to begin
Will
point in the right direction, turning their hearts back again
Taking
a stand with hand in hand we’ll heed the flowing tide
The
direction? Which way? Yes, Elijah will decide
Elijah will
decide
And so we surrender once more, again, for
the sake of all
And
know we will arise when the Lord comes to call
As
with the transitions: winter, summer, fall and spring
And
the everlasting song, as the chimes of freedom ring
The
clock on the wall just knows the moment to strike
The shepherd
cares for a flock … mother, sister, father and brother alike
A
family gathered in symbolic circle, pointing towards the one
In
timeless anticipation of eternity … finally begun
Open
to the miracle, open with nothing left to hide
The
day and time of our rebirth? Yes,
Elijah will decide
Elijah will
decide
Elijah will
decide
