Piper's First Bath
I saw you in dream-filled sleep
I could see behind your eyes the golden haze of heaven
Unfolding into a room paved with diamonds
Sparkling so brightly they almost burned your skin
The angel beckoned you to come a calling
To their Wisdom Room
“Fare thee well Piper. Stand strong.
Be as brave as ten men when life gives you a black eye
Until we meet again…”
Piper smiled at the angels
She had known them ten thousand ten thousand years
Even though she had left home
She knew her Earth mother loved her
As powerfully as God himself
I saw her smile behind the veil that separated us from
The Wisdom Room
And the room where I was rocking her
Her father had painted a wise old owl on the wall
Signifying her future
Signifying her destiny for all divine goodness
Evidenced by her most precious face
Evidenced by her most precious manner
The angels stopped talking for the moment
Piper opened her eyes and looked up at me
I wanted to explain the inexplicable world
That she had come to briefly visit
I wanted to hold her for her whole lifetime but
It was time to give her
Her first bath
Written by Sara Fielder © 2012
NOTE: Written for one week old Piper. The daughter of a beloved friend.
poem by Sara Fielder
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