Imprinting

When I was born

I looked up into her eyes

and I dwelt in love.

 

She held me

in her arms and close

to her breast.

 

Her skin was cool,

my thoughts were warm;

at peace and in comfort.

 

Soothed by the maternal

hum and thrum

of her heart.

 

Through water the Lord

led me in

from my wandering.

 

He led me

into my heart,

where peace blossoms.

 

I see His beauty

and understand;

I am cradled in mercy.

 

My thoughts are stilled;

I can hear, and feel, and know,

the birthplace of Love.

 

~FS