Friday, January 23, 2009

By John O'Donohue

No one knows the wonder
Your child awoke in you,
Your heart a perfect cradle
To hold its presence.
Inside and outside become one
As new waves of love
Kept surprising your soul.

Now you sit bereft
Inside a nightmare,
Your eyes numbed
By the sight of a grave
No parent should ever see.

You will wear this absence
Like a secret locket,
Always wondering why
Such a new soul
Was taken home so soon.

Let the silent tears flow
And when your eyes clear
Perhaps you will glimpse
How your eternal child
Has become the unseen angle
Who parents your heart
And persuades the moon
To send new gifts ashore.


This is a blessing written for parents upon the death of their child. I found it to speak to me in a real and touching way. The photo was taken in Italy when I was 3 months pregnant with the boys.


  1. You amaze me, and I am always looking up to you for sharing your thoughts and heart. Love you.