INFANT ARRIVAL

And you shall have lithe limbs, your muscles and skills unfurled;
And you shall find your voice.
You shall skip and run, in the whole wide world.

Soon your flesh shall rise and you shall newly walk.
Your hands will clasp and fling
to taste, discover, learn: and you shall talk.

Wise men will seek your ear to reach your heart;
Deceivers will storm your mind;
And you must war, to choose the Light and fend the Dark.

Meanwhile: tiny pink toes for counting;
eyes fresh to the world;
distress, comfort, wide-eyed queries and energy:
steadily mounting.