Ever Constant...
Touched be our pulsing hearts
For the years from which we depart
Yet memories hold ever constant, ever true
For known onto self be the timeless you
Each movement holds to our first step taken
In spirit we are ever embraced, not forsaken
God we know sees us as a child beyond time
Ever in birth new in blessings of the divine
Held we are in the womb of creation in PRAISE
Blessed be the way, THE WAY, of our days
The guide for self and the care you give
Is the gift of breath and BEING we come to live
So as you take gently my reaching hand
Feel I the WORD of GOD in loving command
And when the doors open to the heavens above
Know it is the eternal, the eternal womb of love.
Touched be our pulsing hearts
For the years from which we depart
Yet memories hold ever constant, ever true
For known onto self be the timeless you
Each movement holds to our first step taken
In spirit we are ever embraced, not forsaken
God we know sees us as a child beyond time
Ever in birth new in blessings of the divine
Held we are in the womb of creation in PRAISE
Blessed be the way, THE WAY, of our days
The guide for self and the care you give
Is the gift of breath and BEING we come to live
So as you take gently my reaching hand
Feel I the WORD of GOD in loving command
And when the doors open to the heavens above
Know it is the eternal, the eternal womb of love.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Drawing: Womb: Leonardo da Vinci.
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