|
Sleeping Angel
Softly he crept in, closed door blocking light
No sound for fear she'd wake
He stood watch over his new angel,
Every eyelash resting peacefully
No one ever told him
She'd make him feel this way
In his eyes, a perfect masterpiece
Every stare revealing more mystery
Her tiny hands in fists
Each finger so carefully detailed
When clasped around his hand,
More powerful than grown foes
When her eyes were open
So thoughtfully they'd stare
Pulling at his heart's strings
Her smile made his day
His life found new purpose
In this little bundle of pink
A better place, the world to make
Beauty for his sleeping angel
__________________
Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
|