A father, a mother, and a child. This image is mirrored to all of us in this world wherever we go. Our very existence tell us this is so. Even if we know not our mother and our father, it is assuredly that we exist because of such. This truth, it can tell us much.
For what is the sun but a father? Its rays and warmth shine upon us. A fiery spectacle so far away, yet the reach knows distance not. A change in mood does bring the dark, yet there he is, his light not far. A moon he is, a reflection to remind, for even in darkness, he is kind. He is far and near, large and small. His matters stay close at hand and reach afar. For night and day he keeps a watching eye.
For his true loves fair spins round in joy. This mother she is, her beauty is abound. For what she does the father can’t. He prefers to watch in awe and give all he can. She births all life from light above. All colors of the rainbow, she is responsible. Like melodies unending and dances of all kind, life springs from her in uncountable ways. Her arms do cradle life, in the safest of design. She knows what to do as she is the birther forth.
In working unison, this male, this female, this sun, this earth, this masculine, this feminine, its miracle brings forth. A child is born to feel the earth and the warmth of the sun. A star is born in miracles form. In looking wonder, the night’s sky does illuminate, a mirror to behold, this star in child’s form does wish upon. From two comes one in perfect unison. A ray of light meets a dancing ball, the miracles that come from it all.
A father, a mother, a child. Look up at the stars and see from whence we came. We stand on proof of the mother’s care. We feel the warmth of the father’s love. How many children are alive? Look at the stars and multiply. For if a child one is, a father and mother one has. For every star one sees, a sun, a moon, and an earth is involved. For the ones we know here gives proof of all the children, the stars that shine. Who is the father, the mother, and the child?
If you are reading this, the answer is yes. It is you, all three. We all are family.
Zoltan Blue 