1. The Feathers Underneath.

    There are very few things I want from the future more than being a dad. I just have so many plans, so many things I want to do- from watching soccer games to piano recitals to even just sitting down for dinner together…there’s little about it that seems anything less than formidable. 

    And if I have a daughter, this will be ‘our song.’ She’ll hear it before she can speak, and she’ll know the words before she knows exactly what they mean. So when the future becomes the present, and my little girl starts climbing trees…she’ll know her dad will always be the feathers underneath.

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    Wilderness - Sleeping At Last

    dear wilderness, 
    be at your best. 
    her armor is thin 
    as the fabric of her dress. 

    i know the rules: 
    the weaker trees bend. 
    but make her immune 
    when your temper storms in. 

    when she gains her balance, 
    be as still as you can be. 
    when she’s climbing branches, 
    be the feathers underneath. 

    when she regains her balance, 
    be as steady as she needs. 
    when she trusts you blindly, 
    be her worthy lock and key. 

    though it goes against 
    every grain of your sand, 
    like turning wolves into lambs, 
    be your best for her, your best for her. 

    when she holds her balance, 
    be as gentle as she needs. 
    when she shines her brightest, 
    let no dark cloud intervene.

    (Source: sleepingatlast.com)

    November 21, 2011