Saint Julian Press Poet
Ron Starbuck - Author & Poet
Austin David Meek
Since God is love, which
is the very best way
mortals can imagine God
to be,
then you have been
surrounded by love and holiness
all your days and beyond.
Yes, beyond.
If I could tell you the
mystery of creation; I would say
it’s within you my lad,
grasp it clearly my lad,
it’s love again my lad.
You hold it my lad; in
all your tenderness and
strength, you hold it near.
So, be the mystery my
lad, keep on loving my lad.
And if we could speak,
and somehow I think we can,
I would explain how God
has known you from the
beginning of all
creation, as a single thought and more.
Such is the mystery of
being and love, of God’s longing
for us all; it’s yours my
lad, take hold of it my lad.
If I could show how love
works my lad, I would say
you are love in the making.
You are a miracle
of love and faith, of
prayer and hope. I would tell the story
of how you have bound
together person after person,
generation within
generation, people and souls you
may yet still meet within
God’s wonderful realm.
I would tell what a gift
you are and continue to be
to family, friend, and
unknown unnamed strangers who
prayed for your bright
young life and dear old soul.
You are a blessing of
God, a gift meant to bring us
home to ourselves in the
wonder of it all; in the wonder
of life, of life itself,
the gift of life.
Your are a blessing that
transcends us all, that God has
given us each in a unity
of love.
You are more than flesh
and blood and breath, more than
we may imagine or see,
more than mortal form may know.
So grasp it dearly my
lad, be proud my lad, lay it all
out my lad, then let it
go with love's finest blessing;
because this my lad, is
being my lad, the
gift God gives us all.
You are that gift.
If I could speak to you
of the soul; I would say
that yours is strong my
lad, treasure it my lad.
Be glad of it my lad;
yours is a mighty soul,
new as the earth was once
young,
and older still -- as the
stars above Jerusalem and
this
ancient earth are older still -- than
memory can tell.
If I could tell you of
love’s gift; I would say
that it’s yours my lad,
you have it my lad.
You are gentle as the
breath of God’s Holy Spirit that gave
and gives us being itself
my lad, breathe deep my lad.
Ron Starbuck
Copyright 2012
For our whole family, for Jenny my niece, David her husband,
Colton and Sadie my great (grand) nephew and niece, and our extended family of
in-laws and close friends. Thank you everyone for taking this journey
with us. Peace.