Niece, First Viewing

Here she is.

Petal pink, goosey fatted

She had been dreaming of light
A sky light

A sky opened up for her

Into air she swam; part aquatic
part rosebud
grown from the warm bed of her mother -

humidity nothing for her
but reminiscence -

Her father breathes
deep, for joy
barely, for amazement

She breathes: is moving -

one thing to dream of light
another to meet it -

The singular miracle closes her eyes
Sleep, sleep will make sense of it

They will wake up, of course
The new parents. To look at her.

They have been dreaming of this light too.

Here she is.


Geo. said…
Please extend my customary welcome to your niece: Hello Baby!

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