I grieve for the delicate child
born into an indelicate circumstance
how the gods smiled on me the day I was born
and blessed me
with a most beautiful mother
her eyes looked into mine
and mine into hers
and we were one
locked into a most beautiful dance
of give and take
of love and remembrance
what heavenly star shined on me
allowing my mother to perceive the glow
illuminating from her tiny daughter’s soul
what spark of fate breathed me into this world
and into my mother’s arms
bestowing on us such a powerful recognition
I can not claim to understand
a blessing such as this
but the imprint was indelibly made
on this most delicate child
when I heard and felt my mother say

welcome