Wednesday 8 April 2015

I.I.L.Y. (a poem for my Sonshine)


This boy. He lights up my whole life. He is my Sonshine. In every way. Like that line from As Good as it Gets, it is he who "makes me want to be a better person." I am so blessed. And so thankful.

I wrote a little poem the other day, about when he was totally into acronyms. He loves language and word play. He's punnier than I am!

I. I. L. Y

I love you.
I eternally love you.

sweet face
one sunlit morning
appears before me
without warning

woken from slumber
not by the rays of the Sun
but by the heart glow of the One
who came here to this earth
through MY body!

An embodiment
of Love and
of Light
(and of darkness too; he told me that once)
of Sacred Anger
Ready to fight the good fight

Reminding me
each day and night

That to exist is Bliss.
Joy, our birthright.
Not by denying the dark
Not by shying from the spark
But by diving within.

In.

Internally.

Words and language
Creative delight
He is loving acronyms these days
And he got this one just right

"I have a new acronym! Want to hear it?"
I'm barely awake.
Rubbing sleep from eyes
I gaze on his angelic six year old face

"It's I.I.L.Y."

It rolls off the tongue.
Through his sweet breath, profound wisdom is sung.

"What does is stand for?"
I gently ask.

He learned of eternity at the age of four.
Told me it was amorphous, though he couldn't spell then...
He's now learned even more.

"I internally love you!"

My heart melts.
Again.
Just like every single time that he smiles
Double-dimpled angel-child

Sensitive and bright
Wise shining vibrant light
You are RIGHT! So right

Eternity. Internally.

That's the where and the how!!

I'm so blessed by your being
Each and every NOW