“When’s the best time to have kids?”
“When they’re asleep!” someone once quipped.
The tongue in cheek here is not lost on young parents.
The daily din and hubbub with little ones is constant and we parents need a
break as much as they do.
But
there is something deeper in that hushed pause, something transcendent even, something deeply poetic —
Your
little body
sprawled
spent
soft
lips
laced
with pleasure
your
undulating
breath allows
me
finally
to
breathe
luxurious
in
leisure you
lay
angled
in
repose
you
soften
my
gaze
you
hush me
still
me
fill
me
with
wonder
fill
me
not
with
the love that trickles in but
with
the love that spills
out
you
let me
pause
gaze
gazing
is not looking
it
is not finding or seeking
it
is seeing
is
believing
is
simply
being
still
a
separate
peace
capacious
space
expanding enveloping
a
moment
in time
suspended
the
time is now