Oh, Child

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Oh, Child

Oh, Child,

How you hold your form.

Soul of infant stars

Ready to go nova.

Bud of tree

Rooting in familiar soil

Infusing wisdom.

Hatchling of hope,

Fledging of wing,

Seeking flight to All.

Leaf, spring green,

Uncurling for air

With perfect fingers.

Pure soul,

Chaste stream,

How you feed life,

How you inspire love.

May you breathe in Light.

May you be Light.

Copyright© 2017/11/12 Barbara Harris Leonhard @extraordinarysunshineweaver.wordpress.com

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2 responses to “Oh, Child”

  1. Awakening Angels Avatar

    What an incredibly beautiful poem! You have a soothing voice too grogeous soul. Sharon

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  2. extraordinarysunshineweaver Avatar

    Thank you for your kind words, Sharon.

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