Lulaby

And then the boy drifted off to sleep.

Breathing heavy...

The flames within the ash, one by one, welling up.

That beloved face.

Thousands of dreams upon this earth,

As your silver eyes trembled upon that night,

A "shining" you is born.

Hundreds of millions of months and years.

No matter how many prayers are returned to the earth,

I shall continue to pray.

Please, give this child Love, Joined Hands, and a Kiss.