“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