On the Birth of a Beautiful Soul

Caught in the roseate sunrise between heaven and earth 

You glow in the feathered warmth of your radiant birth

So gently has your soul hovered over the violet and the daffodil 

So lightly has it played in the fairy dust on the windowsill  

Your soul glided among brilliant stars and rested in fairy lands 

Then saddled winds to pebbled shores protected by angels’ hands

It has wandered in enchanted forests and slumbered among wildflowers

It has crooned angelic hymns to the music of April showers 

Your soul blossomed in forget-me-nots and glistened among dew drops 

It sprung from fairy seeds and cotton snow on mountaintops

Your soul rolled with tumbleweeds and fluttered with the butterflies

And burst the seams of blanketed dreams sparkling like fireflies

Clothed in moonlight beams among whispers of the pebbled shore 

Your soul rode on zephyr-swings and listened to fairies’ lore

It echoed melodies divine of beings not native to our earth 

It sang of angels, love sublime, and of its own seraphic birth 

You know not why the seraphs baptized your soul with roseate sunbeams

Or why they placed a wreath on your head netted with sea-foam dreams 

You know not why the zephyrs sprinkled fairy dust on your ever-youthful face

Or why the seraphs shared with you alone the mysteries of divine grace 

Your soul simply blesses life and embraces the wide wide world 

And with delight spreads dandelion bundles of blessings manifold

So gracefully your soul basks in golden warmth caressed by sunlight 

So blissfully your soul rests its fairy wings in silver moonlight 

Today your soul enters the world wrapped in rose-blown petals 

And watches in innocent delight how the fairy dust on flowers settles 

Today your soul enters life enveloped in glistening white stars 

And dreams of warmth and highest bliss and golden fireflies inside jars