Creation
I saw the wonders of creation
In the simple straight striation
Of a frangipani flower
But because you were not there,
There was none with whom to share
Its magic and its power
I’ve felt the presence of divinity
In the star bestrewn infinity
Of a deep dark desert night
But because you were not there
I was left alone to bear
The full burden of the sight.
There is so little pleasure
In hoarding, like a treasure
All the measures of our lives
For what life is there in living
Without the gift of giving
Of oneself to one, one loves.
Then I saw in one child’s birth
All the beauty that this Earth
Has ever yet brought forth.
And your being there to bear it
And my being there to share it
Gave the moment all its worth.
© Barry Freeman - November 2004
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