This poem or song came to me in the years we were trying for a baby, around 4 years ago, a few years before we actually ever conceived. It was an attempt inspired by Native American traditions if I remember correctly, to sing our baby to life...
I titled it Olivia/ Oliver at the time as they were names we both loved...
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You are the seed waiting to blossom
The cobweb dancing on the meadow
You are the ray of light caressing the treetops
The sleepy robin, greeting the sunrise
You are the bringer of hope, love and compassion
A beacon of light to lift up all darkness
The butterfly from the cocoon, the rainbow after a storm
You are laughter, you are joy, the sweet scent of a gentle rose, opening to it's grace and beauty
You are the voice, you are the song
The creator and the story, the road and the journey
The healer and the healing that the raindrops are bringing
You are the woodpecker and the squirrel, The shade and shelter of the mighty oak
The lavender waiting to perfume the world
The dream and the dreamer of music in our hearts
We sing you to life, you sweet child of Grace, to make the world a much more beautiful place
We love you already, more than words can say, perhaps a soaring eagle could find the perfect way
The fruit of a perfect love and tenderness, a gentle messenger of all that is good and sacred
Sing and dance and soar on the winds
May innocence and joy follow all that you bring
You are the light and the lighthouse, the bird and the feather
You are the eagle
You are the wind
We whisper your name...
We whisper your name...
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