“The Infinite Blessed” – By Eva Robinson

To explain the unfathomable, 

A gift inconceivable 

Is daunting and easy and–

To call or describe 

This one thing, impossible 

The swiftest of time 

The sweetest of miracles.

The magic and mystery, 

The littlest atoms 

And somehow the greatest of love 

One can’t fathom. 

It’s perfection in you 

(imperfection, too) 

It’s teaching 

And learning 

And pulling 

And pushing 

And wishing 

And hoping 

And worrying 

And hoping 

And dreaming 

And hoping 

And waiting 

And hoping 

And praying 

And hoping. 

For those who are lucky,

The infinite blessed,

Then all in an instant 

Its change everlast. 

Some here. 

Some there. 

Some leaving us asking.

And wishing 

And hoping 

And dreaming 

And hoping 

And waiting 

And hoping 

And praying 

And hoping.

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