When a child is born, a Sun begins
In some dark and distant galaxy
And the ancient Weaver, warned thus,
Strikes Her loom
Pausing surely to gauge the thread for strength
And the needed courage to hold Life’s dream
Then spins rejoicing on the wheel
‘Ere the first heartbeat of creation.
- Irving Karchmar, 1972 (for Matthew)
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August 14, 2006 at 11:47 am
Salamaat,
awwwwww….i am *gushing*
:)
thank you for sharing:)
August 14, 2006 at 11:57 am
A mother knows :) And even after 34 years, the moment of birth lives in the heart.
Ya Haqq!
August 14, 2006 at 1:15 pm
Just read your book review at mysticsaint’s… makes me want to read the book. Is it available in India?
October 10, 2006 at 4:07 am
Amazing words for the beginning of a new life :-)
Beautiful descriptions and a flow to the words….
May Allah bless you and Matthew.
October 21, 2007 at 6:48 am
That was my birth year. My father used to write poems about me as well. So you must be around or near my father’s age. SubhanAllah. May Allah increase you in wisdom and tawfiq.