I can only say this now.
Now that breaths are back
After days of dark.
groping, gasping, heaving...
hope
courage
persistence
...and Mercy
Divinely keeping the light aflame.
where did we come from?
where do we go from here?
There is a reason for this
and the reason could be as explicit as the sun in the daytime
as cyclical as the rise and fall of the moon
or as simple as the clouds
or as essential as the air.
We are here on second chances
and we can resist and bargain
for the One as great as HE, will not mind
when we do for HE is never offended
by human weakness.
so I bargained for days
and said, No Sir, we will not give back.
... and that was just a bluff
for deep inside, we can only let go to get there.
and we did!
no papers signed, just love overflowing
given without conditions.
and i sing...
sleep soundly now
rest your head upon my breast
little one, little smile
little heart full of courage
mommy is not gonna leave you
close your eyes
little one
dream of angels and rainbows
angel wings bring you dreams
sweet sounds of bells, ring-a-ling
little one, sweetly slumber.
Now that breaths are back
After days of dark.
groping, gasping, heaving...
hope
courage
persistence
...and Mercy
Divinely keeping the light aflame.
where did we come from?
where do we go from here?
There is a reason for this
and the reason could be as explicit as the sun in the daytime
as cyclical as the rise and fall of the moon
or as simple as the clouds
or as essential as the air.
We are here on second chances
and we can resist and bargain
for the One as great as HE, will not mind
when we do for HE is never offended
by human weakness.
so I bargained for days
and said, No Sir, we will not give back.
... and that was just a bluff
for deep inside, we can only let go to get there.
and we did!
no papers signed, just love overflowing
given without conditions.
and i sing...
sleep soundly now
rest your head upon my breast
little one, little smile
little heart full of courage
mommy is not gonna leave you
close your eyes
little one
dream of angels and rainbows
angel wings bring you dreams
sweet sounds of bells, ring-a-ling
little one, sweetly slumber.
How beautiful, Dete! Our hearts leap for joy and throb with gratitude at the news that Justo Leandro is breathing on his own.
ReplyDeleteyes and we know that you have always been praying for Justo. I hope that you will meet him soon- this baby whose strength and will amazed the doctors!
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