First birth day
I woke at midnight
to stumble under moon and comet,
stars blistering the sky,
belly swollen full with you
bursting to get out today.
Our journeys that morning
were in a darkness so bright and clear
that pain was transformed
and you were born into the light
on a wave of bliss.
Every year you grew more defined,
emerging from the fog of babyhood
and the battles of childhood
with determination and joie de vivre;
with a talent for being loved
and constancy in your loving.
Since you first woke me to welcome the dawn
you have taught me how to love well,
and now my heart cannot contain my delight.
The universe would have to explode into symphonies
with quivering supernovas of dancing spacegypsies
splattering honey across galaxies
under infinite rainbows of gold and indigo
lighting up black holes
in glorious commemorationof all I feel for you.