I held you close for the
first time tonight.
The Angel spoke to me
of your birth.
Dream talk made no mention
of how I would love you so.
Could it be, my little son
Messiah?
Even now my heart bows
to that wonder.
I will serve as father in
an earthly manner.
The days given me, now
belong to him.
I cup the face of God in
my rough hands.
I see the light of the world
reflected deep in newborn eyes.
Even now my spirit bows
to that wonder.
