New Arrival

What can match the beauty of a sleeping child?
The study in tiny eyelashes, on the perfected cheek
The little grunts and groans of an infant
Lost in immortal dreams
I gaze in profound wonder and terror
That such a tiny thing commands my heart
That the ultimate culmination of my existence
Brought this new life into this world
Miraculous and mighty
The command in helplessness
Created by an unseen force that yet is everywhere
My own consciousness echos an awareness
Of  the initials on this masterpiece
Carved forever in my heart

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