Not silent, but sleeping with a peace

hardly known to this world

the newborn is swaddled in love.

Breathing in and out

a soft breath that knows no anger or fault

bad thoughts, or deeds,

only love. Inhaled and exhaled with each breath.

 

Sitting quietly I gaze.

Dreamily feeling peace radiant from new lungs

touched by the “breath of life”.

God’s gift is in my hands.