For My Son

You are a joy to me, child, a
warm sun in an icy winter, a
piece of eternity torn from my heart,
and a foothold in my soul's rhymes.

I am a firm rock for you,
from which you gather your strength, a
spring of love and a warm hand
in which I have buried my hopes.

I wish you blue dreams, a
golden sunrise and a purple sunset,
and whatever your heart chooses,
do it----because it is right.

I wish you a luminous destiny,
your truth standing tall,
in health, in strength and through many summers,
to create, to burn, to give.

I wish you, my son, love,
only through it will you flourish,
I pray for a ray of blessing,
to shield you----even when you stumble.