You come to me at a moment of chaos
A quiet storm that was kept inside
And a peaceful strength I reflect

A sudden rush of unexplained joy
With a gaze of awe to this pure life of a baby boy
But this gift's bringer of breath is failing
Should a coming be followed by a going?
Fear is overpowering my faith
Drowning my joy, whirling my mind.

But realizations follow.
Surrender to the will
Yet know what you want.
Ask and believe.
Be grateful to the One.
Into the hands of the Mystery
I offer the moment.

Then comes peace to the gift,
to the bringer, to the receiver.
Gratitude fills my heart
Oveflows to my whole being
Expanding to the room
To the world
And to every thing.