He peeks at us from waves.
\nDoes he find our dream
\ntoo vague to see?
\nAre we shadows?
\nThe masonry of a country
\nthat will be his home.
\nIs there rain in his universe?
\nI do not remember rain,
\nor words that could be used
\nfor songs.
\nCan he hear us from the womb?
\nWhat does he hear?
\nDo clouds float in his mind?
\nDoes his mother\u2019s heart
\nwhisper him to sleep?
\nDoes he see his father\u2019s eyes?
\nThe smile on his face?
\nHas destiny chosen him a name?
\nWill he answer when we call?
\nUntil then, sublime mystery,
\nI will call you Love.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
He peeks at us from waves. Does he find our dream too vague to see? Are we shadows? The masonry of a country that will…<\/p>\n