First Light
Dawn in my existence
swaddled by unconditional love
I point towards the ceiling
a laughing baby
and my first word comes
‘light, light’
And the smile on my mother’s face
first light…
Sun broke across the rooftops
seagulls chattering overhead
As a waking town began to stir
me in my best suit, you dressed in white
Finally, we’re here
dappled in dawn light, sweet light
and the smile on my lover’s face
first light…
Reaching for a pen and paper
at a table by the pool
Our children swim, the ideas splash
there are words I need to write
And once again, I am possessed
by the beauty in every droplet
and the smile on my daughter’s face
first light…
All the things I had to do
All the places I had to go
through the cellars and the sewers
to the canyons and the stars
in these lines, all I’ve been searching for
It was my first word
and it echoes through this life
that first light…
Tom
Thu 4th Jan 2024 14:56
Thanks John, that's interesting line of thought for sure. Fuel for a for a future poem... Happy 2024 to you too.