DEAR BABY

DEAR BABY

CATHERINE O'ROURKE

DEAR BABY
WORDS: GRANNY CATHERINE

PICTURES: ELAINE DOMATI

WHEN YOU ARRIVE
IN THE LAP OF

OUR WAITING ARMS...

TAKE US BACK
WITH YOUR EYES STILL

TWINKLING
TO THE CRADLE OF

ENDLESS TIME -
BIRTHPLACE OF OUR PAST

AND THEN......



TO SUNLIT CAVES
WHERE CRYSTAL SHAPES

FIND ROOM TO GROW



PLEASE PUT US ON
BOAT RIDES

THROUGH BUSY WINDS -
OUR EARS WIDE OPEN

TO THE SILENCE IN THEIR
SONGS...

..AND..



WITH YOUR FRESH NEW SIGHT,
POINT TO THE TREE AND FERN

IN SNOWFLAKE FORM
CRUSHED BENEATH THE
SOULS OF OUR BLIND FEET.



WOULD YOU ALSO
SHAKE US OUT OF DAYTIME SLEEP

TO FIND WINTER AGAIN IN A
GRAIN OF SAND

AND THE NEWBORN SMILE
IN THE FOLDS OF AN

AGEING, TROUBLED CLOUD...

..AND..



TEACH US TO FEEL BEYOND
THE ARC AND THROUGH

THE PRISM OF OUR DULL THINKING
TO TOUCH THE WORLD OF
YOUR IMAGININGS



AS DECEMBER CATCHES,
UNAWARES, OUR FINGERS
AT THEIR TIPS, REMIND US
THAT HIS NIP WILL FADE

IN TIME -
YOUR SPRING TIME..



DEAR CAMERON VICTORIA,

NOW THAT YOU ARE HERE,
COVER OUR EYES, OUR EARS
AND STEER US FAR FROM THE CHILL OF

BARRIERS FOREIGN.

TAKING US, INSTEAD, TO
THE WORLD OF WONDER
BVEATING INSIDE THE HEART

OF EVERY CHILD.