Before We Doubted

The first breath of a babe, damp with life

Cries out for the sustaining nectar of oxygen.

Arms and legs lash out sparatically

Unable to percieve it's holy human fortune.

Though it's skin is fragile as linen

Fiber by fiber, day by day, will be rigid steel.

Time spares no soul, child or elder.

With seconds comes strength and in years comes adept skill.

To witness it's steps, monumental.

Hold their small frame close to your wearied, well-traveled soul

Is to feel progression's strong essence

Thrown about by a child's confident, wild control.

Innocent eyes that aspire much,

Untainted by the grievance of human nature's doubt

Cradle in them the key to true joy,

Never tempted by prestige or vanity's fall out.

With dreams ostentatious to the world,

I crave that spectacular view of wide potential.

To find audacious companionship

With comfort of endless growth and love exponential.