Mary's Blessing for Her Little Boy
Little One I hold in my arms, may youas a child be pulled by a puddleto come out in your bare feetmake a riot of waterstand in rain turning grasses to greeneryou, too, are turning – a rainbowinside you, around you, child of promisenow fully alive in your bodyblessed in its miraculous senses to seeat eye-level, hear with the ear of your hearttaste the wet moving streamof rain on your tonguebreathe its perfume into youalive in your sixth sense of wonderbare feet planted in earthyou are hard-wired for beautycome forth from waitingborn of hope in all of its blessingsall is love, naught is duty in your beingwithout guile who you are, belov’d child.By Margie Dimoplon