zede

Dear Zede, you grin.
Chuckling silently, shy eyes twinkling,
Oh, to know what dreams your heart is wishing!

Never luxury, but both from and into,
Were you born the seed of faith of two,
Your life to speak that we would hear,
'He, only He is, my salvation.'

Now, for stubborn legs,
And a body weighed to this earth,
You are borne on the love and prayers,
Of them that chose not this burden,
But would not trade it, if only to see you fly.

So dream away, dear Zede,
Not the dreams to escape existence,
But His vision that is whole and hope,
That breathes into your weary spirit and bones,
And calls you forth, "Rise up, my precious one."

sč
KL, October 4th, 2007