Sunday, June 23, 2013

Jeweled Arms Of Love

O holy Lord, we pray to thee,
Throughout the night our guardian be;
In thee vouchsafe us to repose,
All peaceful till the night shall close.
                                                                   Universalis Hymn

                                                                                                     Painting by: Jenifer Slayton

(For Maya On Her Fifteenth Birthday)

I remember that dry summer 
building our house 
while camping in the lower field;

how the fireflies appeared, mid-dusk,
on my daughter's fourth birthday  
while lying in our netted bed,

with the baby sleeping and my husband and son
on a great lake far away:

how we stayed up late watching
their dazzling
dancing over the dark-
blue floors
of the fields

into the mottling
shadows of
the crowded

how her voice sung

"Do it again! Do it again!"
to the solitary lightning
bug flickering 
on the back of her hand.

But I remember best
 the sparkling 
in the night-globe air,

in her eyes shining
like lakes 
of stars--

deepening flashes
flecked with dream
and delight;

the soft hands 
of thankfulness
the silks of sleep;

how God came close,
bending low,
around us

 the jeweled
arms of love 
from the vaults
of night.


  1. Awesome work remembering and illustrating and growing that singular moment inside such big lives!

    1. Thanks Amy! Good to hear from you here! God is soooooo Amazing! So much to be thankful for isn't there? Love and light your way...

  2. Ohh, I just love your poems! Is Maya your daughter? What a precious memory and I'm sure she will always treasure your sweet remembrance voiced so delightfully here.

  3. Thanks Anne! Yes Maya is my oldest daughter and I am so thankful for the gift of her always...It was a wonderful summer in 2002! How the moons fly...God Bless