I see you
Not out here in this grand conglomeration of events, circumstance, and matter
No, not there
I see you within.
I remember when I first saw you
A cute little thing
As serene Winter’s grace
The grand crescendo of two becoming one
Beauty like no other
Like the first snowfall of the winter season
Elegance and peace follow you
You wear them as a dress only fit for the greatest of Queens.
I know you are a seed, but daughter, you are a good seed
Even now do I love you
I will watch you blossom and unfold
And when you sprout, we will meet.
Israel’s Blog 