My Blessing

I close my eyes and I feel his warmth and his soft limbs as they creep around my neck,

My eyes burn with tears at the innocence that envelopes me from his being

I close my eyes and hear his innocent strong willed voice as it calls out to me demanding the attention it more than deserves

As the smell of his young innocent flesh penetrates my being, I realize I am blessed

For his presence was determined by the universe

My womb as that of Sarah was filled by God’s promise

As the scent of his innocent flesh penetrates my senses I realize I am honored for as Mary was with the son of man

And that no matter what life throws at us it is the product of our wombs so blessed and filled with life we are truly blessed

 

For as the barren womb in envy scorns us and so does God to it

So as the barren womb in its disgrace scorns and so does God to it

And so as the barren womb in its wretchedness scorns us and so does God to it

I have been honored with the gift of carrying life and protecting it

I have been honored to be the vessel of life

My womb has been honored to nurture ad bring forth kings and queens of this land

My womb,

I close my eyes and feel his sun kissed innocence on my bosom

And I am in awe and the wonder of his creation

That I have been granted the honor

I close my eyes and draw his small frame into an embrace

And I am forever beholden to the gift of life,

I fall on my knees and raise my eyes to the blessed heavens and praise his grace,

I lament the cruelty of the barren womb that scorns the fruit of my womb

I pity and pray not for its demise but that God can visit his scorn and his mercy on it

For he promises that he will visit his wrath to those that torment his children

I close my eyes and see him as he runs around in rapturous innocent laughter and weep silently at the land he will grow in,

And as the sun sets in the horizon I see his sun filled face mirrored with the image of God and I fall on my knees and weep

As the storm thunders and I see the lightning flash in his innocent eyes

In that moment there is hope,

Hope at the raped innocence of our children

The tears that burn my eyes flow free

Like rivulets of blood etching paths that remain forever

My eyes as my heart bleed in sorrow and hope

I am blessed