WHILE YOUR CHILD SLEEPS
Like the calming beauty of the first winter ´s untarnished snow...
There, for you, to glaze upon
with your soul swelling with pride and boundless love...
You breathe in that blissful serenity,
occasional sleepy, dream-filled smile,
and all you can do is breathe with it...
As if time stops for a while
and all else fades into almost completely silent murmur,
still there
but put aside for this, much more important event...
Like the calming beauty of the first winter ´s untarnished snow...
Ready and willing to welcome you
to make snow angels in it,
to write with your fingers,
to mould into snowballs, snowcastles, snowmen,
with gentle hands, not daring to disturb the dreamworld...
To envision all the images dreams may bring into reality...
And you know that it may just as well melt
once waking sounds come in...
but the images will remain somewhere,
invisible, yet present,
in the air around you,
and remembered once they become reality...
Maybe years later...
Like the calming beauty of the first winter ´s untarnished snow...
As all sounds become quieter
with every feature of that little face
falling into the softly waving sea of fantasy...
The joy it brings –
unparalleled to the soothing peace it creates,
yet together in a perfect balance...
And all you wish to do is put everything else aside
and just be there, just breathe in,
just gaze into that image, absorb that unique scent,
till the eyelids open and you come into focus...
And you smile -
and your child smiles back...
Like the calming beauty of the first winter ´s untarnished snow...
So the place where your child ´s dreams lay
is an oasis for you both to share,
With soundless, soul-filling music in the background...
And when waking sounds come,
your oasis, unmentioned, unspoken of, yet so there,
is like a sweet secret
shared beyond the real world,
yet more real than anything...
A secret shared
not between friends,
but a sacred universal bond
between your child and you...
One you may only hope to be let in on,
and feel so heavenly joyous when you are...
The endless, peaceful promises of your child while it sleeps...
September 3, 2010
by Anita
Great news Frank!!!!
a special place - I love the colours...
and good night from this part of the world.
good night...