the bulb around your head. held up like
a halo by tiny unfolding hands--
they offer what they can

the look in your bedroom eyes,
your heart by your newborn child.
"i will never stop"

it paints the speed of orbits
it colors the stars in the night sky
it knows the future really but will not let you know
so as to not spoil the surprise

yet dominance and death are love
yet war and famine, cruelty just things to think about
leave an end open and you will see the new thing

put yourself first,
i think God wants to hear you sing!

everything is falling so brilliant
into your only eyes, shining as it does
and only for you prized.