As the Father knits me together

In the secret place

He says, “this one is fragile

Full of love, heart like a feather.

Let’s give her children to care for-

And adore.”

The Son offers, “If she is fragile,

She will need a sister, fierce and stubborn, and brave

To help her in needy times, through storm and wave.”

The Father: “Yes, she will have one such sister,

For the hard seasons,

For I see them coming, and I know the reasons.”

She’ll have a brother

Who makes her laugh like no other.”

The Son, “I am sure you will not forget to add bosom friends.”

The Father, “They are already added to the blend.”

The Son, “Will she dance, and play, and sing?”

He replied, “All of those things.”

“What will become of her?” Asked the Son.

“She will dance, and play, and sing,

And love,

But then cry, and some days will sting.

She will float, and run,

And when she is done

We will bring

Her back to us.”

The Son, “in us, will she trust?”

“For the most part, yes,

She must,

With this heart made from dust.”

And the Father added

Close family,

And tied

them to her sinews

And soul, and mind.

The Son agreed

And clapped, and sighed.

“She will be a delight,

But why must she always take fright?”

“Hard times bring fear.

She will learn to manage it,

To steer

Into the waves, and set her eyes on me.”

The Son, “I see.

Why not just set her free?”

“The battles here

Are tempests, but purpose

Guides each person.

The job is not complete

Without suffering, that’s certain.”

In a blink, the race was run.

Eternity opened, shone like the sun.

The Father spoke a final word,

The universe blurred,

And he drew back the curtain.

He gave his blessing

And freed her of burdens.

“She will soon see the plan,”

Said the Son, “and understand-

That life Is often pain

And sometimes there is rain,

But Heaven reclaims

All the sad that remains.

The Spirit sustains

And all valleys are gain.”

“Oh, I wish she could see

That all darkness,

In time, leads to glee.

The soul may bleed,

But joy is found

In the wounds,

And love bursts

From the driest seed.”