I celebrate the birthday of everything!
\nThe first snowflake that ever fell
\nand lived for only a moment.
\nThe blowing of a jar
\nfrom a cauldron of fire.
\nHow it longed to be born,
\nbecome clearer than the air,
\na mystery of light.
\nThe birth of a new tree
\nwhose seed wings tell it to soar,
\nhow small this little bird of green,
\nthat will outlive centuries.
\nTo be born as a stone
\nwhose face will be a sapphire
\nor a man whose heart will burst with words.<\/p>\n
I celebrate creation,
\nto the stopping of time,
\nthe opening of doors,
\nthe moment the soul discovers a flower,
\nepiphanies of love,
\nto rings made of gold,
\nand betrothals.<\/p>\n
I celebrate the birth of friends
\nand great bridges,
\nand the peaks of mountains,
\nwhere everything is seen
\nand never forgotten.
\nThe birth of a day,
\nand the first night of a new star.
\nI celebrate beginnings
\nand unfoldings,
\nand send everything my greetings,
\nthanking the world
\nfor what has been born,
\nand being what they are.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I celebrate the birthday of everything! The first snowflake that ever fell and lived for only a moment. The blowing of a jar from a…<\/p>\n