Nathanial

May 18, 2009

Evolved neophyte, awaken!
Another time will come,
your old soul to surrender,
into slumber’s eternal night.

Be wise; arise, awaken,
dark is dispersed by light,
by love’s vigilant force taken,
still while in near your sight.

Child of my child, awaken!
that your life force may take hold,
appear, keep us not waiting,
golden auras fade to old.

Anew, sentient, and waken
fresh sapling, virtuous be,
keep a mortal’s life suspended,
for a war cry filled with glee.

This infant laid before me,
indignant as if distressed,
emanating fated duties
by the meaning of his name.

Nathanial, “God’s Gift”; revealing,
a purposed herein bestowed,
for his divine enlightenment
choosing the best cherub from the hordes.

Fear not the inexplicable dawning,
a journey is but a dream,
your birth, my immortality,
your hand in mine I’ll keep.

As consciousness divulges,
now the precious babe will sleep,
held tight between the couple,
who’ll keep his path pristine.