I hold it in my hands,

this precious gift,

the one bestowed on me.

 

I didn't think I was ready

but how could I not be?

It was my destiny.


It shines so bright

so beautiful, glowing

from the joy it brings.


It makes me better,

it adds the missing piece

to the life I thought I knew.


It is a humbling honor,

a privilege, a sacred charge

better than I ever imagined.


And so here I sit

with this gift, so precious

and I grin from ear to ear.


It will not always be easy

but it will be rewarding -

experiences I never thought possible.


So I hold it in my hands

it feels familiar, safe, loving -

It is a part of me

now and forever.


Copyright 2010, Mary D'Alba (Spiritualitygirl)