7.3.10

I am at times so incredibly perplexed and yet inspired by the subtle nobility with which our Father has endowed us; can we look upon our true potential without seeing Him?

"A child I was when was a babe
scarce could count my hours of age
an opened eye, to stare with tears
and see, at last, that I was here

A child I was when was a friend
learning by a mother's hand
following a father's way
a peaceful innocence holding sway

A child I was when was a boy
and lived to see my parents' joy
and knew my own, but not so far
to cut so deep to leave a scar

A child I was when gave to pride
and dared to think I was a guide
but as tears and anger cycled through
you showed me life by what you knew

A child I was when was a man
and began to know a loving Hand
and felt another Father's way
and wondered at what my Brother paid

A child I was when gave myself
to giver, love, and equal help
and twixt us grew a bond so pure
and feet and hearts and eyes were sure

A child I was when, more mature,
learned that I was not so sure
but through storm we learned to love the spray
and dove so deep in what we prayed

A child I was when child I held
and so believed my heart would fail
she looked at me with familiar eyes
a smile to child was child's reply

A child I was when was so old
but scarcely still could I unfold
the mysteries of a love so deep
that sealed what I'd become to keep"

- Simon Delcruz (1225 - 1274)