I watch her infant eyes
and think of how we all began
She takes it in, the whole of it
stain glass beaming rainbows
candles flickering
white draped altar
choir singing alleluias
Gospel hopes proclaimed
chalice gleaming
bread blessed and broken
Her parent’s arms and hearts
wrap her in love, unquestioned
while she lifts and turns her head
eyes wide with wonder
pure and unburdened
untainted by fear or sorrow
a channel of love
for all of us who see her
She gathers and reflects joy
treasures stored for times to come
when light hides behind life’s shadows
and spirit starts to fade
She will search for joy again
when she has grown past
the babe in arms of her beginnings
who danced with shadows
and always saw the light
And when she finds the light inside
the place where joy resides
she will once again, like we
dance with her shadows
and know that love
was with her all along
Love is with us all along
Jean E. Taddonio
No Thing Ordinary 